Stuart found me in July of 2002. In March of that year, I had to sell Ronette, my 1966 Rambler Classic 770 convertible. We had been together since 1987 and it broke my heart, but it had to go to a good home. By July, I knew that I had to have another hole in the road that I can throw money into, so I started to shop the ads. I had two convertibles by that point, but I did not want another one, wonderful experience, but too much upkeep. I wanted either a fifties sedan or a sixties compact. I test drove a 1950 Buick Roadmaster, I felt like I was driving a building on wheels. An original 1953 Dodge Coronet with transmission issues.
Finally I started to steer towards the compacts. To be frank, Studebaker was not even on my radar, I was thinking of American, Falcon, Valiant, Dart, etc. One day, I saw an ad for a 1963 Lark Daytona hardtop. I called the number. The older gentleman told me that the interior was trashed and it was painted in Pepto pink. I asked him if he had anything else, he said that he had four other Larks, so I drove up. I remember the Lark from Mr. Ed and thought it was a neat car. He opened the doors to a small barn and there was Stuart, Desert Sand with dark brown interior, 51,000 original miles, the gentleman was the third owner. I drove Stuart for three miles and wrote a check. We have been together for twelve years now. He is a completely original car, his driver seat is starting to go, and there is a spot of surface rust here and there, but he is a fun car.