In popular culture, old-car ownership has become a rich man’s game. But plenty of people love old cars. What about those of us who are bucks-down, who crave a taste of something vintage but don’t want to mortgage the house? With Dollar-a-Pound, a concept we liberated from the late, great LeRoi “Tex” Smith and have twisted to our own ends, we find clean, running vintage cars from the pages of the Hemmings classifieds that fit within the confines of the brief. Expect a lot of four-door sedans, post-’72 iron, and imperfect cars. We make no assertions about their condition, beyond the notion that they’re advertised as running, driving cars. Cars like this are everywhere that salt didn’t eat them alive. They may not start (or end up) pretty. They may not become your forever car. But they could be an awful lot of fun for a while–and they may help remove the stench of unobtanium from our hobby.