This kind of hits home for me as I endoed and barrel rolled a '67 IHC Scout 800A when I was 15.

My dad and I had worked on it as a father/son project for 3 years (bought when I was 12).

We re-arched the springs, did some frontend work on it and found a half-top for it and had it painted.

It was really cool and I was devastated when I wrecked it.

Dad calmly reminded me that it was just a bucket of bolts and we could replace it but he couldn't replace me!

I've never seen my dad so white and drained looking as when he saw it lying upside down in a wadded up little ball after the crash.