I know what you’re thinking: you’ve got stuff and it needs to move. Whether it be a mosquito fleet of mopeds, a Renault-powered Devin, or a small regional brewery’s worth of MGD cases, it’s gotta go. You need transport, son. Have I got a deal for you!


First, get your oil-embalmed mitts on this 1950 Flixible (and likely rust-flexible!) coach, converted in the 1960s into a motorhome by a bunch of hippies tripping balls on peyote (probably)! Scrape off several decades of mildew, despair, and patchouli residue and get that engine bay nice and clean. Because you’re going to send that big ol’ GM V6 packing.

But big GM sixes are sweet!, you say. Pray tell, are they sweeter than 9 liters of 2-stroke diesel excitement? Let me answer that for you – NO. The 6V92 is both surplus due to obsolescence and looks to have been entirely spray-painted silver. That’s win-win, for the record. Of course, this should leave you with several questions:
a) Will the 6V twist the Flixible into a double windsor?
b) How many wives, mortgages, and civil suits will I need to go through before it’s “finished?”
c) Will it ever be finished?
d) Where do I sign?
To answer your questions: assuredly; at least 2 each; hahahaha … no; may Murilee have mercy on your wayward soul.
Happy bidding!