Another one of my father’s survivor Lesney’s. This one has been through a lot. It likely has spent a number of nights under the stars, rain, and possibly at some point spent a Canadian winter nearly forgotten in a sandbox.
Door rust is fantastic. It’s actually been that rusty for a very long time. I’ve been told that it may have come with luggage in the trunk when it was new.
It has had the luxury of retirement in a clean storage case, reunited with all it’s old friends.
Just another old playworn and loved Lesney that has outdone itself in it’s duty, and still has some rolling to do.