Written her owner: Patrick
My story is a rather long and unusual story!
It started when I was a little boy during WWII. At
the time I lived with my mother in what was then French Morocco in the town of
When I was in my early 20’s I found a 5CV while visiting the South West of France. It was parked in a barn, in fairly good condition: I could not resist buying it! I took the horn with me and planned to retrieve the car at a later date. Several events came in the way of my plan and I had to abandon the little car… I still have the horn!
A few years later my father told me that he knew of such a car, it was a Cloverleaf (3 seats). I convinced him to buy it and have it restored. He did! The car was perfectly put back in its original form. Some time later it was stolen and, I was told, ended up in the private collection of the King of Morocco! There was little to be done to get it back!
Life went on; I traveled the world, got married in
In 1980, my wife and I decided to immigrate to the
I started a business in
I am now retired. We live on a farm near
Over the years I had bought a few cars hoping one day to restore them. I kept them in my hangar. Not very long ago my wife started to sell them! When only one was left I asked her to keep it as I wanted to restore it: it was a 1949 Dodge coupe. The project took shape and curiously my wife became terribly interested working on the car herself… This led me to acquire a Silver Shadow, then a Corniche which was the car she dreamed of when she was young… Then we became more serious and bought a 1937 Rolls-Royce Sedanca.
Last August we were invited to
When we left
Boat tails meant Duisenberg’s, Packard’s and other splendid machines, all out of my league! It is then that I thought of the 5 HP! After all it can be classified as a boat tail!
I don’t know if the Selection Committee at
A few hours on Internet and I found it. It was again in the South West of France near the Spanish border! I called the owner who made what I found later to be an honest description of the car. I called a friend and asked him to go and check the car. Very kindly he made the 6/700 km. journey by train and told me that the car was as described, and just needed a” paint job” to make it perfect! So I told my pal to buy the car!
To day the car has arrived in
We are eagerly waiting for the green light to drive there with our trailer to retrieve it and start a body off restoration! It will have taken me more than 60 years to get the little car I dreamed of when I was a small boy!