When I was a little child I always dreamed of owning a little red convertible sportscar. I finally got my driving license when I turned 16 years old, the same year my car was born. I worked hard at summer jobs as a student, saving every penny. At 18 years old, I found the car I had been searching for in the Autotrader magazine (no internet then).Read More
Back in 1962 When I was 10 yrs. old my father shows up with a Austin A40 Sports. We were a family of 2 adults and 4 kids. So us kids fit ok in the rear seat as we were thin kids. Six months down the road the canvas top acquired a huge hole on top as it was quite brittle due to the California sun. This thanks to a large cat that decided to make it his landing point as he jumped off a branch of our fig tree and ended up inside the car. Found out years later that only approx. 4000 of these were made and at the time my dad knew of only one other at least in the Los Angeles area. So my mom handy that she was due to small finances on my dad's part and she a house-wife decided to take the top apart stitch by stitch and used it as a pattern to fashion a new top in black naughahide using nylon fishing line as thread. All this on her trusty Singer portable sewing machine going through quite a slew of needles. My dad was so proud of her work that he never took the top down for the next four years that he owned the car. Much to my displeasure I vowed that when I became an adult I would buy myself a convertible sports car and have the top down always unless it was raining. Only saw the car with its top down the day he sold it to prove to the buyer that it would come down with no problem. So low and behold in New York now 1972 I purchased a 1971 Triumph Spitfire Mk. IV which I drove topless even in the winter with windows rolled up and the heater blasting 'til the very worst days of winter and come very very early spring back to top down again. From then I’ve had a slew of European convertibles : Triumph TR6, Austin-Healey 100-6, Fiat 124 Spyder, Fiat 850 Spyder, MG Midget, MGB and currently a 1980 Triumph Spitfire 1500 converted to European specs with twin S.U.HS4's and lately saving up for a European exhaust header with twin stainless steel mufflers. Unfortunately car lives in Dominican Republic were I tend to spend at least 4 months out of the year now that I'm retired. Usually spend the rest of the year trying to stock up on mostly used good parts-sometimes new and ship then down there a month before I go down as other than spark plugs, oil parts are hard to get down there.
After viewing several catalogs from Victoria British and placing several orders, my restoration was finally completed in September of 2000. So here it is: My 1969 Spitfire MK III. The body was repaired, obviously, along with a rebuilt front end, steering tightened, brake system overhauled, interior cleaned (rebuilt or replaced as needed) and a paint color (even though it’s a Ford color) that accents all the early chrome and contrasts the black interior.
By the way, the license plates are legally registered 1969 MD Plates. The looks and comments we get run the gamut! “What is it?” and “I had a Spitfire back when!” are just a few. It’s neat to go to a Classic Car show and take a plaque or trophy over Chevelles, Novas, Mustangs and others just because it’s unusual, even if it’s not necessarily rare.
This is PJ, my 1980 Triumph Spitfire. I finished its restoration about a year ago and am enjoying driving it around Savannah, GA.
This 1976 Triumph Spitfire 1500 was purchased as a gift for my wife’s 40th birthday. She had always wanted a Spitfire and I came across one from an original owner. The car was purchased in Oklahoma and transplanted to Wilderado, Texas. It had a mere 42,132 miles and had “good bones.” Although the car had had excellent care, the paint was faded from years in storage and the seats were rotted.Read More
I recently completed the restoration on this 1970 Triumph Spitfire.
Buttercup, born in 1973, languished in a dealership parking lot when her previous owner decided she was a tired old lady not worthy of the time and effort to keep her on the road. When I first saw her picture it was like an “internet dating photo.” She was beautiful and looked full of life with crisp lines, sparkling paint and struck a pose to die for. It was love at first sight and I was determined that she would be mine.Read More
Ever since I was a small child, I always dreamed of having a convertible. Now, I am older and made my dreams come true. I was hosting a summer garage sale when a man drove up in a small blue 1979 Triumph Spitfire. I fell in love with it instantly. Lucky for me, he was selling it. I had saved up all of my money for when I found the car of my dreams. I knew this was the one for me. The next morning I went to the bank and bought the little blue car that I had dreamed of. It was perfect for me. I have been retired for nine years now and the car is still with me. It still has the original paint and everything on it is purely original. The man that had it before took very good care of it and made sure it was perfect. When I bought it, it had about 40,000 miles on it. It sat in his garage for 16 years and no one ever drove it. I knew that it was true by the way it had been preserved. I use it now for everyday activities. Such as, going to the store, taking trips to the beach and letting my granddaughter, Reba, drive it to school. I have been in parades, car shows, and so much more. Everywhere I go, everyone can’t help but stare and compliment me on how beautiful it is. I love my little Triumph Spitfire, and all the new friends I make with it. It takes me where I need to go while still looking good. It has truly been my dream come true. I am looking forward to a wonderful future with my car and all the new adventures waiting for me and my little blue car.
As the summer sun pours down, Spitty and I have become inseparable. Spitty is my 1972 Triumph Spitfire Mark 4 sports car. Since its recent make-over and restoration, painted in flashy red with RAF (Royal Air Force) emblem on its sides, reminiscent of my service in the RAF, Spitty has been taking me places, making waves wherever we go.Read More
I bought the car about five years ago off Craigslist. The previous owner lost interest and it sat in his barn for about eight years. I have been fixing it up one piece at a time.
The year was 1988; I was 19 and bought my first Triumph Spitfire. I spent hot days and cold nights rebuilding my Spit. I put lots of time, money, and love into that car. But when life kicked in, four years later along came the love of my life, who would soon become my beautiful wife. My beloved Spit was not getting the love it needed anymore. A cold, lonely garage was no home for an amazing car like mine.Read More
When I bought my 1975 Spitfire 6 years ago, I had only driven it briefly. It felt sound and rattle free! The previous owner had put an entirely new top, boot, and interior down to the door trims and the rugs, and the selling price was less than what those would cost. The body was pretty good with a nice driver quality paint job. About a mile from his house I hit the Illinois tollway and it started to rain. Only one small leak and it had decent power.Read More
The spitfire was originally my brother’s car, but when he purchased a TR-6, I bought the car from him (around 1980). I did a lot of work on it and later sold it to my brother’s friend. 20 years go by and I now have 2 girls in college, and Dave's willing to part with the car! So Katie and I drive to his house to trailer the car back home after 20 years...I had to jump the car with my 1979 Chevy truck (which I have had since new) It brought a tear to my eyes to have the Spitfire back in my ownership after so many years. I have my 1st car and always have had my first pickup truck too! After all those years it still brings a smile to my face every time I drive it!