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As a kid, I took an interest in a Model-A sedan owned by an older lady in the neighborhood. It was driven regularly and was serviced at a Standard Oil station nearby. The owner of the station told me that she previously had always taken it to the Ford dealership. That is, until they informed her that they no longer wished to service cars that old. When she asked why, the service manager told her something to the effect that having old jalopies on the premises detracted from their image. She never went back. Her son later sold the car to a hot rodder who cut it up into a "funny car".