"Someone tired the Model A to their truck with a rope, and after stealing an old farm scale and a few other things, took off with it. They made it a couple miles down the road before the rope snapped. It crashed into a ditch where it rolled onto its side. As luck would have it, this ditch was in front of my grandmothers brothers house, I believe, and he called to asked the guys where they got the car. They took off and it ended up back at my grandfathers house, or my uncle Dave's house next-door, until present day." I rode in that car when I was a kid, to Saint Peters with your grandfather. I grew up down the hill from your grandmother's house, and know your mother and uncles. Small world. Best of luck, getting Bud's 'A' going!