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With these kinda cars I think you either keep them and work on them properly, or you don't, there's not much middle ground if you want to make the cars justice.
I think I'd done the same as you. Try to hold on to them for as long as possible, but if it doesn't work it just doesn't. I kept my mothers house for a good couple of years after she passed, but after a while it just wasn't feasible so we sold it and put the money towards the house we live in now.
If your dad knew his money and cars managed to buy you and your sistser a flat each I think he'd be happy, that's given both of you a good start on the property ladder (I hate those words).
I'd be gutted too if I sold that kind of car too cheap, but then again, if old cars isn't your thing, it's very hard to do a good deal. Try not to stew on it, you did what you could, no?
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Was trying to find something I thought I’d posted in this thread but seems before this there was a ‘some love for cars’ thread.
When my dad died 12 years ago and I was 28 he left a number of cars when he went. A MgB gt a Triumph tr4. MG was working the TR was a little bit in pieces. Along with a 1961 lotus elite, which was very much in peices.
He had passed on his love of cars to me but given I grew up in London, uni at Brighton it would end a gap which would be ages 17-31 til I started driving again.
The Tr and MG were sold. I managed to keep for a time the Lotus. But the state it was in the cost it would have taken to do up aged 28 I couldn’t comprehend.
It was stored in my deceased grandparents place also in photo in Norfolk which was sold eventually that allowed me and my sister a flat each.
Ended up selling the car as a result at a now ridiculous price to the Japanese guy at the rear of it who I think shafted me.
Now 40 with some deposable Cash, I often think about still having it and slowly of been doing it up. but then it would have been in some garage for another 11 years and better restored and enjoyed I guess!?
Guess that life. My Dad would have been 75 on the 29th and that just made me think about it again.