I would also like to invite any of my visitors that have a picture of a Model A Ford that they would like to have shown on this page to e mail me a copy. 

I want to thank Bill Turner for a lot of help with the different models of these cars and especially the research he did on the 60C model.

Wiley's neck was broken and chest crushed in an automobile chase that started near the city airport. He died upon reaching the Speegle-Dupuy Hospital in an ambulance.
Wiley and another man, believed to be Burnett, were riding toward Palestine when Deputy Constables John Neal and Olin Farish started after them. According to officers' story, Neal and Farish hailed the occupants of the fleeing car demanding them to stop, instead the car increased its speed and the driver made other efforts to prevent the officers from driving alongside, it was stated.
When about six miles from Palestine, the car occupied by Wiley and the second man met another car headed west. Apparently blinded by the approaching machine the car in which Wiley was riding swerved to the right leaving the concrete and overturning.
Wiley's companion crawled out of the wreckage and fled through the woods, officers said.
About 1:25 a.m., Burnett's car was reported stolen from his garage. Officers chasing Burnett's car was reported stolen from his garage. Officers said it was Burnett's car they were chasing. Burnett is under indictment for possession of intoxicating liquor and his trial has been set for next week.
Following the fatal accident, officers who had been chasing the car stopped and pulled Wiley from the wreckage. He was unconscious and was taken to the hospital as soon as an ambulance could arrive.
Officers reported finding 26 half gallon fruit jars of whisky in the accident car. They also found 17 fruit jar tops from jars that had been smashed by the impact. Wiley's clothing was saturated in liquor investigators said and liquor flowed freely from the overturned machine.
Wiley had been a resident of Palestine for many years and could be seen most every day in the business district.
Funeral services were set for 4:30 o'clock this afternoon at his home, 906 West Lacy street with Rev J.C. Welch of the First Christian church officiating. Burial will be in the New Addition cemetery. Survivors are his mother and two sisters, Miss Hazel Wiley and Mrs. James Coleman, both of Palestine. 

One day I was out on a dual highway, when I caught up with an oil truck that 
was struggling up a hill.  As I pulled into the passing lane, we reached the 
top of the hill together and started down the other side.  The truck driver
opened it up to gain as much speed as possible so that he could make it up the 
next hill.  There we were charging down the hill side by side, when, with a loud 
bang and a cloud of smoke, another connecting rod let go.  The Model A was
never designed to race a truck down a hill.

When I got out and raised one side of the hood, by bending down, I could see 
the other side of the hood straight through the engine.  The rod had punched 
two big holes through both sides of the engine block. 

The truck driver is probably still laughing.

The story doesn't end there.  A few days later, the local bus company went on 
strike leaving my brother and I with no way to get to work. 

Over the weekend, I screwed two pieces of sheet tin over the holes in the 
engine together with some rubber from an old inner tube.  It was enough to hold most of the oil in the engine. 

We then proceeded to drive back and forth to work on three cylinders.  The 
engine of course was completely out of balance and the whole car was rocking 
from side to side, not to mention the funny noises that were coming from under 
the hood. 

About every city block, the broken piston would fall down and the crankshaft 
would slam it back up again with a loud bang. 

Nah! they don't make them like they used to.