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My Dad had a 1960 MG A which was a rare car around Mexico City at that time. As kids, we used to love to sit in the passenger seat and hide under the tarp that would cover the entire car's interior with an opening for the driver only, which could be zipped shut.

I remember being stunned upon coming out one morning after an earthquake and seeing that most of the stucco lining of our carport's concrete ceiling had come down on the MG. I thought it had destroyed the car, but my Dad swept it all off, jumped in the car and headed for the office. It needed only buffing and polishing to bring it back to almost new again.