Classic Cars of South Carolina Inc.

07/09/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 59 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

59) One very lucky lady on a rainy day
Somewhere around 2014 or 2015 I was headed to my shop in Gray Court. I was driving east on Hwy 418 near the Harrison Bridge Road intersection. It was raining, very lightly, but still raining. The road was wet. There was a car approaching me, I believe it was a Toyota or Nissan. The right side wheels of the car were off the edge of the pavement a little bit. There was a Coco Cola semi truck traveling about 200 feet behind me in the same direction that I was going. Just as I met and passed the car, I saw the driver, a lady, try to correct and pull her car all the way back on the pavement. When she did, I was watching in my rear view mirror, she lost control of her car.
I saw her car disappear under the wheels of the Coca Cola truck. The truck jackknifed and came to a stop. I immediately called 911 and reported the accident. I stopped, got out of my truck, and started running back to the semi truck.
The driver was getting out of his truck. He said he was OK. I saw the engine of the car that disappeared under the wheels of the semi had been completely je**ed out of the car and was laying in the ditch on the opposite side of the road. It was still steaming.
When I ran to the rear of the semi, I expected to see a squashed car with a dead person inside. The lady was still strapped in her seat with her seat belt still on and appeared to be OK, just shaken up.
The entire front of her car was missing all the way up to the firewall. The right rear wheel on the semi trailer was broken off. She was one lucky lady.
I can only imagine, if I had been 2 seconds slower, when she pulled back on the road, she would probably have hit me and then the Coca Cola semi would have been all over the top of both of our vehicles. God was watching over all of us that rainy day. Praise God for that.

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07/08/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 58 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

58) Going to Trump Rally in Gaffney, SC
In February, 2016, I heard that Donald Trump was holding a meet and greet rally in Gaffney, South Carolina. I wanted to meet Trump but I was more interested in trying to sell a Rolls Royce Limousine that I had.
I had a large poster board picture of the car made up at Staples. I had photo-shopped the following message on the side of it “Donald J Trump for President of the United States” on the front door and “America needs a Business Man running our Country, NOT a career Politician” on the Limo extension and the rear door. I went to the rally hoping that he would see me holding my poster board up. I was able to get in and got a seat as close to the stage as I could but I was still about 20 rows back.
When Trump finally came up on the stage the audience just went wild. I was very fortunate to have been able to get inside the auditorium with my poster and get a seat. There was standing room only in the back of the room.
Every chance I got, I would hold my picture up and try to wave it. If he ever saw it, he did not indicate that he did. I liked Donald Trump before I went to the rally, but, after hearing his speech and watching him, I REALLY liked him when I left.
I keep hearing on talk radio, my radio listening of choice, that with the audits of the voting ballots that there is a possibility that the election could possibly be overturned. That is one reason I keep praying my prayer. I believe Donald Trump was and still is the best President our country has had since Ronald Reagan and maybe even better than Reagan.
To this day, I still thank God every day that He gave us 4 more years with our GOOD President Trump. I pray that He (God) will put God back in all the places He’s been taken out of and heal our sick country and our sick, sick, sick, sick, sick government.

07/07/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 57 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

57) My 67 GTO blowing up
In 1989 I had a really nice, original, 1967 Pontiac GTO that I had bought out of Texas. A friend of mine, Marvin N., had flown out to Texas to look at the car. He drove it back to South Carolina after I bought it.
I had it in my restoration shop doing some detailing work to it. One of my workers had painted the inside of the trunk with a special spatter paint. This was the same type of paint that it was originally painted with. When he finished, he came in the office to see if I wanted to go out and inspect it. Bill M., my partner at the time, went out to look at it.
It was cold outside and all of the shop doors were closed. It was pretty dark inside. Bill said to the worker, “Let me go get a flashlight so I can see what you did” My worker so, “That’s OK, I have a lighter” He flicked his lighter and the car exploded. The fumes from the spatter paint were still lingering in the trunk. When he flicked his lighter, the fumes ignited and BOOM.
I ran out of my office to see what had happened. The worker had some burns from the explosion, but worse that that, the explosive flash had set some cotton on the underside of the front bucket seats on fire. The fire was burning between the seats and the console in the car. We were able to get a fire extinguisher and put the fire out. There was not much damage done to the car from the fire and the worker was not hurt very bad either.
The moral of the story is this, when you need a flash light, get a flash light and not a lighter.

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07/06/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 56 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

56) My dad’s house burning
In 2007, my dad bought a house that had to be moved off of Tanner Road about 2 miles away. The house was setting on property that had been sold and was going to be developed into a sub-division. The house had actually belonged to one of the Tanners that Tanner road was named after.
My dad was having it moved to a lot next to his home on Wagon Wheel drive in Simpsonville. The house was so big that it had to be cut into 3 separate sections to be able to move it. My dad had the footing for the foundation poured and then the three sections of the house were moved in over the footing. Then the foundation was laid by the block masons and the house was finally setting on the foundation.
Then everything else had to be done. Tying the three sections back together so it looked like it was built on the property. Then the electrical, the plumbing, the roofing, the siding and the heat and air had to be taken care of.
My friend, Ted Cook who owns Ted Cook Heating service was installing the HVAC system. Ted called me one morning and said “Your dad’s house is on fire” He said flames were coming out of the roof. I hopped in my truck and drove like a bat out of hell the almost 20 miles to get to my dad’s house. When I got there, several fire trucks were there pouring water on the fire.
The fire had started in the attic. The roof sustained most of the damage. Very little fire got down into the interior of the house, but the thousands of gallons of water did a lot of damage. We were able to climb in my dad’s bedroom window and get a lot of his clothes out. When my dad built the house in 1962, he did not install air conditioning. Not a lot of homes had air conditioning back then. He only installed a ceiling fan in it that pulled air in through open windows and discharged it into the attic. It had a 2 speed fan on it with a 3 position switch to turn it on and off. The switch was located in the hall just before the door going into the kitchen. During the winter, someone would go up into the attic and cover the fan up with a blanket to keep the warm air from escaping through the fan. We believe that my dad walked by the switch and turned the fan on not realizing that it had not been uncovered from the winter. It caught on fire and that is what caused the fire.
I was able to get in touch with Servepro, a fire restoration service. They brought fans and other equipment in to help dry out the house. We found a contractor who specialized in repairing fire damage. He came out and inspected the damage.
My dad contracted with him to repair the house. He had to take what was left of the roof off and replace it. State Farm Insurance company was the company who had the insurance on the house since it was built in 1962. State Farm was wonderful. They paid for all of the repairs, all of the damaged belongings and paid for my dad to stay somewhere else while his house was being repaired.
Exactly 6 months to the day from the day it burned, the house was ready for my dad to move back in. The house was as nice, if not nicer, after being rebuilt than it was the day it was built in 1962.

07/05/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 55 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

55) 2 workers working on a pipe line in front of my parents house get electrocuted.
Some time in the early 80’s, the Greenville Water system was installing a new 12 inch water line down Highway 14 in front of my parents home. The pipe was brought in on a low boy truck and trailer.
The company had a rubber tire crane that an operator was using to lift the pipe off of the trailer and set them in place on the ground up and down the highway.
There were two workers, one on each end of the pipe, guiding the pipe where it was suppose to lay. There was a high tension power line that diagonally crossed the highway just a couple of hundred or so feet below my parents driveway. When the operator turned his machine to set one of the pipe in its place, he accidentally swung his cable into the 7500 volt power line above. The two workers, holding the iron pipe, were immediately electrocuted and died. The grass actually caught on fire where both of them were standing. Their footprints could be seen where the grass caught fire and burned around where they were standing.
I was out of town that day. When I got in that afternoon, I found out what had happened. The crane operator was lucky. He was not hurt. If he had been on a steel track machine instead of a rubber tire machine, he would probably have also met his demise that day. The rubber tires insulated him from getting electrocuted. You could look up at the overhead electrical power wire and see 2 places were the cables had touched. When they touched they made a burned place on the power wire. I am glad I was not there that day to see the 2 charred bodies or to experience the smell that I was told was there. Always be careful when working with or near power lines.
I always respected electricity. I wired my first house by myself when I was just 16 years old and, to this day, I do not remember how I learned how to do that.

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07/05/2026

1963 Ford 1/2 Ton Truck
Miles: 99,999
Price: $15,000

Tan 1963 Ford 1/2 Ton Truck with Tan interior for sale in Gray Court. Shop Classic Cars of S.C. Inc. for great deals on all our Ford inventory.

07/04/2026

1976 Pontiac Grand Prix 2dr Coupe
Miles: 129,505
Price: $6,500

Black 1976 Pontiac Grand Prix 2dr Coupe with Tan interior for sale in Gray Court. Shop Classic Cars of S.C. Inc. for great deals on all our Pontiac inventory.

07/04/2026

1981 Chevrolet Camaro 2dr Coupe Z28 Sport
Miles: 76,745
Price: $15,000

Red 1981 Chevrolet Camaro 2dr Coupe Z28 Sport with Red interior for sale in Gray Court. Shop Classic Cars of S.C. Inc. for great deals on all our Chevrolet inventory.

07/04/2026

I am Ron Ayers. I run Classic Cars of South Carolina, located about 20 minutes east of Greenville, SC. Several years ago I started writing stories of my life’s adventures. I was sure that my friends and acquaintances might enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I will be posting these chapters on my Classic Cars of SC page over the next few weeks. This is Chapter 54 of my story. I hope each and everyone of you who read these stories will enjoy them. It is finally done. As of June 25th the Land where Classic Cars of SC is located is sold and I will have to clear everything off of the property by the end of February, 2027. I have a LOOOOOOOOOT of vehicles, parts and other stuff to sell or dispose of by then. Drop by my Field of Dreams and make me an offer I can’t refuse on anything here, and it may just become yours. If you, or anyone you know, might be looking for anything that I might have, please, you or have them, contact me at 864-313-2908. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well as the other chapters of my Life’s Stories. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and may you have a BLESSED day. Ron at classiccarssouthcarolina.com

54) What happened on 9/11 2001
In early September, 2001, a customer, Ben P, stopped by my shop. He ask me if I was interested in buying a 1968 Plymouth Barracuda coupe and a couple of Barracuda parts cars. I told him that I was. He told me that he owned a garage in Marietta, South Carolina and that was where the cars were located. He said he had owned these cars for a good many years and that he had restored the Coupe and had used some parts from the 2 parts cars. He told me what he wanted for them and I told him that I was interested. I told him I would come up to look at them in a few days.
On 9/11, I drove to my shop in Gray Court that morning as I usually do, I got in my 76 Ford rollback car hauler truck and headed to Marietta. It was about a 45 minute drive from my shop to Marietta. On the way through Greenville, I received a phone call from a good friend of mine, Terry K. who has since gone on to be with the Lord.
Terry ask me if I had heard the news. He said a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center buildings. I told him that I had not heard anything about it. On the way to Marietta, there was another garage just south of Furman University on the left side of the highway. It was setting in the middle of a fork where 2 roads turned left off of Hwy 25. There was a 57 Studebaker Hawk setting near the rear of the building that I had been wanting to stop and look at for a good while.
I stopped and went inside the garage to inquire about the Studebaker. The mechanic had a TV on. He was watching the news about the plane crash. I watched with him for a few minutes and all of a sudden, while we were watching, another plane crashed into the second World Trade Center building. Then, a few minutes later, we heard that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon in Washington and another plane had crashed in a field in Pennsylvania. Were we getting ready for the start of World War III?
My, now Brother in Law, Ponce D., was in Los Angeles at a convention with his boss. All flights were canceled from anywhere to anywhere in the United States. His wife, Valerie, now my sister-in-law, was freaking out back at home in Atlanta. He had to get back home.
He and his boss were fortunate enough to be able to get one of the last rental cars available. They drove, non stop, from LA all the way back to Atlanta.
9/11, 2001, is a day that, I believe, everyone remembers where they were that day. I know, I will never forget where I was and what I was doing.
I have heard many stories from and about people who were affected that day. I have a friend who was in New York that day and saw the smoke from the burning buildings. I heard stories of some who were suppose to be in one of the towers working that day who, fortunately for them, missed work that day and are now alive to tell their story.
Another friend of mine told me just the other day that he was a construction worker working on a bridge near Washington when the plane that hit the Pentagon flew right over his head before it hit the Pentagon. He said he remembered it flying very low and then he heard the explosion. He told me that he will never forget that day.
Then there are all kinds of other stories. I am sure you all have heard some of these stories. Praise God that we are here today to be able to read about them and we did not meet our demise in the burning buildings that day. May the ones who met their demise Rest in Peace. 9/11/01 is a day that will forever live in infamy.

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07/03/2026

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