Well… it has a long story but to keep it short I bought the car a year after I got out of high school, which was in 1978. The car was repainted in 1980. A few months later I took it to a picnic, a few hours later I discovered that some little punk ass kid had wiped out the driver’s side by tossing driveway rock at it (bummer # 1).
In 1985 the car was stolen out of my garage ( bummer # 2) and was recovered three days later about 15 miles away. The car had been raped of its original VIN tag ( bummer # 3) so I was issued a new ID number by the state.
Fortunately the only things they took off the car besides the VIN was its original steering wheel and the back seat. After the theft, I became a bit discouraged with it and turned my passion elsewhere. The car remained parked in the garage only to be started up every so often. In 2007 I finally decided to bring it back out and at that time treated it to a new set of tires and wheels. I touched up most of the severe scratches and at this point I’m just driving it. It needs a repaint but that’s down the road a bit.
I sincerely apologize in advance to anyone I might have mentally depressed during the telling of this bird’s story.
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