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Wildbunch02
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Welcome from Long Island
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Welcome from Virginia!!
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Finally talking a moment to introduce myself....
I had a good friend name Scott. at least 5 years ago, I was telling Scott that my love for cars was something I found difficult to share with my family after having kids. At the time I had a 2 seaters and motorcycles and they were not conducive to enjoy with my then 3 yo son and wife. I told him that I was in the market for a big, 4 door convertible. that is when Scott suggested I buy his 1968 Polara 500 convertible. Scott and I have been talked about getting the car in my garage and out of his for years but we never seems to make it happen. As the years passed, a piece of property was added to the deal, then a boat motor a few fire arms and so on. Last December, Scott was getting ready to head to Florida for the winter when he had a heart attack. once he got out of the hospital I suggested we wait till spring, what's a few more months after dragging our feet for a few years?!? Scott insisted that we at least transfer the property before he leave. It seemed like the world was against us that day, he was fresh out of the hospital, the real estate lawyer was dragging his feet, it snowed that day, my then 7 year old son was home from school for a stomach bug. Despite all roadblocks, we transferred the deed into my name, the only part of the deal left open was the car. A few days later, my good friend passed.
Obviously the story does not end here....
Scotty's wife called me up this summer and asked if I was still interested in the car, she told me that she had a few people interest in it but would rather see it go to one of his close friends. She was truly more concerned about getting the car to me than the money, she never named a price and didn't count the cash when I handed her the envelope.
Believe it or not, I didn't see the car till after I Scott passed and I paid for it. Scott was a die hard Mopar man, when he died he has amassed a pile cars and parts that will bring thousands at auction. I discovered that Scott had the quarters replaced and the car painted in the early 90s. While it was at the body shop, he swapped in a lower mileage 383 2 barrel. The paint is good enough to be a driver, and the car was never fully assembled. the wheels did not match, most had only 3 lugs, it was missing the front bumper, drivers seat and the center console. The most important thing was it was tucked away in the garage all this time, we all know how tough the north is on cars. It's been a learning curve for me, left handed lug nuts, odd sized brake line fittings, drums that are held on with the spindle nuts and much more to come I suspect.
My first look at the car.
How it looks today:
Having many other projects and a family, i haven't spent much time on the car. I cleaned it, then bought the wheels and tires. Now I am hoping to get the brakes operational.
I had a good friend name Scott. at least 5 years ago, I was telling Scott that my love for cars was something I found difficult to share with my family after having kids. At the time I had a 2 seaters and motorcycles and they were not conducive to enjoy with my then 3 yo son and wife. I told him that I was in the market for a big, 4 door convertible. that is when Scott suggested I buy his 1968 Polara 500 convertible. Scott and I have been talked about getting the car in my garage and out of his for years but we never seems to make it happen. As the years passed, a piece of property was added to the deal, then a boat motor a few fire arms and so on. Last December, Scott was getting ready to head to Florida for the winter when he had a heart attack. once he got out of the hospital I suggested we wait till spring, what's a few more months after dragging our feet for a few years?!? Scott insisted that we at least transfer the property before he leave. It seemed like the world was against us that day, he was fresh out of the hospital, the real estate lawyer was dragging his feet, it snowed that day, my then 7 year old son was home from school for a stomach bug. Despite all roadblocks, we transferred the deed into my name, the only part of the deal left open was the car. A few days later, my good friend passed.
Obviously the story does not end here....
Scotty's wife called me up this summer and asked if I was still interested in the car, she told me that she had a few people interest in it but would rather see it go to one of his close friends. She was truly more concerned about getting the car to me than the money, she never named a price and didn't count the cash when I handed her the envelope.
Believe it or not, I didn't see the car till after I Scott passed and I paid for it. Scott was a die hard Mopar man, when he died he has amassed a pile cars and parts that will bring thousands at auction. I discovered that Scott had the quarters replaced and the car painted in the early 90s. While it was at the body shop, he swapped in a lower mileage 383 2 barrel. The paint is good enough to be a driver, and the car was never fully assembled. the wheels did not match, most had only 3 lugs, it was missing the front bumper, drivers seat and the center console. The most important thing was it was tucked away in the garage all this time, we all know how tough the north is on cars. It's been a learning curve for me, left handed lug nuts, odd sized brake line fittings, drums that are held on with the spindle nuts and much more to come I suspect.
My first look at the car.
How it looks today:
Having many other projects and a family, i haven't spent much time on the car. I cleaned it, then bought the wheels and tires. Now I am hoping to get the brakes operational.
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