Lucky 1, is how we call him. Why?
Easy: the one who gets assembled in 1965, Australia, gets raced quite hard during his first years. Later gets shipped to Europe for an unknown reason. Finds a way to cross the Iron Curtain around 1975, looses his identity and gets at least 3 fake vin number tags, accompanied with 3 fake log books (yes, good old days under the communist reign).
Later survives at least 4 times getting cut into pieces, and finds a home where his long-long lost originality and identity would be restored… well… how could we call this guy? He is the Lucky One!
But his lucky period is not yet over! By far not! He has not only found a loving community, but also is blessed enought to get a purpose for the rest of his life. A Mission. Maybe THE AUTOMOTIVE MISSION of the present day. Wow! Enjoy the pics of his restoration! And cross Your fingers! Is he the choosen one?
I am pretty sure. And with your help, we will fly him into the moon!
