Back in 1980 I lived in an apartment, a second floor duplex.
It was my first apartment, I was 27 at the time.
Down in the basement I found an old dusty RCA Whirpool washer.
Looks like it wasn't used in decades.
The kind with the black bakelite agitator. (Surgilator?)
So after cleaning, I took a chance and fired it up.
I'll say WOW that old machine ran great!
I used it weekly for the couple of years I lived there.
Hung my clothes to dry on a clothesline in the basement.
Saved me laundromat money for more beer.