My First Love
That was the first washer I ever went after, at age 15 or so. I got it for free. It leaked, but it worked. Some years later when I was renting a place with hook ups in the garage, it was the washer my roommate and I used. The boot was beginning to tear, so I rotated it around to position the tear at the top.
I later moved into a place by myself and used the washer there, but after that it sat in a corner of my parents' garage for over 25 years. The boot was completely shot and the paint was already bad when I got it, so I threw it in with the estate sale merchandise in 2008. I was never going to get around to restoring it.
The advertised machine won't be going anywhere unless the seller discounts the asking price by 90%.