A guy near me has 10 corvairs, 8 of them run well and they are a blast to drive... I have driven one of them and it handles great and is super fast, never felt unsafe once... they are wantabie sports cars. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder... I had someone actually tell me Anna was an eye sore... they may find his body in the woods someday.
Having spent some of my past life following the Grateful Dead around the country, I have seen some unique homespun campers... wish I had had the focus to document some of them. In 1992 I was traveling in a 1968
school bus that had been converted to a house bus. It had a wood-fired cookstove from the 1880's, a chemical toilet hidden behind a real outhouse door, and about 20 different skylights cut into the roof. Her name was Edna and she was driven a "cat" named Star Sign. If you all saw pictures of her....
And for the record... just because you do not have money, you are not poor, being poor is having nothing left on the inside. I have worked for clients with more money than God, that are so poor it is unbelievable.