Published June 15, 2006 05:57 pm - PENDLETON — Cars run at competitive speed against dogs for being a man’s best friend.
Lou Lupton’s 1929 Mercedes Benz SSK replica is parked in his garage, while his day-to-day transportation bakes in the sun. It’s understandable. He built the Mercedes.
Man and machine
Putting together a 1929 Mercedes
By TOSHUA E. PHILLIPS
PENDLETON — Cars run at competitive speed against dogs for being a man’s best friend.
Lou Lupton’s 1929 Mercedes Benz SSK replica is parked in his garage, while his day-to-day transportation bakes in the sun. It’s understandable. He built the Mercedes.
It’s a pleasure car driven that’s been to Cincinnati twice, Chicago once and Evansville five or six times for high school reunions.
It was a big hit, particularly in Southern Indiana.
“When you’re driving that car, you got to not mind being the center of attention,” said the Pendleton resident who operates Lou’s Computer Repair. “The car attracts attention wherever it goes.
“When you tell someone you put a car together, people want to see it.”
Lupton, 54, has been a car watcher for sometime.
When he lived in Clarksville during the 1970s, he knew of a custom-made Bradley GT kit complete with gullwing doors on a Volkswagon Beetle chassis that he’d seen on the streets of Louisville.
In 1986 while living in Indianapolis, he responded to a postcard labeled Rekindle A Love Affair.
That same year his Mercedes came in a 12-feet long, 3 1/2-feet high, 4-feet-wide box from the car kit company Fiberfab, a subsidiary of Classic Motor Carriages.
Putting together a burgundy antique car with black fenders, cherry wooden dash and steering wheel dipped in urethane proved to be difficult.
“This was by far the hardest thing I’ve ever done,” said Lupton, who learned from Kelly Jones, owner of the now-defunct Custom Classic Engineering, that only 30 percent of all kits sold are ever assembled with 10 percent by the original owner.
Going through his pink packing list to verify that all the parts mailed was a job in itself that went on like a bad dream, he said.
He didn’t go it alone.