My great-grandfather, Ben Mounts, sometimes repaired cars for a living, and he took a lot of pride in his work, and his cars.
This is the one he owned in the 1930s, and the family called it "Ponty II." A decade or so later, he had another one called "Little Pony." He was a Pontiac man, I guess.
Before he took a car on a long trip, he always overhauled the entire engine and repainted the car - even if it was only going to end the trip caked in mud.