I was at a car club meeting with my dad, and they mentioned someone giving away a FREE 1968 Chevy C10. I asked, pestered, my dad to get it, he finally 3 weeks later said ok. Well, by then it was gone. I was on the hunt for a project. Growing up in a mopar family, I wanted a mopar, nothing in particular, just a mopar. When I noticed that was way out of my price range, I thought I'll never get a car (At least not at age 12). Fast foward a year, I'm out for a sunday ride with my grandpa and I happened to see a for sale sign in the window of an 87 Cutlass. I stopped and looked over the car. It was originally $650, he lowered it to $500. My dad has a t/a, so I knew Poncho's at least. I took the ph# and went on my way. When I got home I told my dad and we set up to see the car the next day.
We got there, looked over the car, it needed a radiator, the owner was driving it everyday and didn't want to invest the money in a 20 year old car to drive everyday, plus it was hit in the passenger side, needed a door, fender and the 1/4 banged out. So, I told him I definatly want the car, I'll call you if I can get the money.
I got $180 together and gave him a deposit, drove the car home 2 miles with a cracked radiator tank on April 23, 2007. About a month later I payed him the other $320 and all was said and done.
Since then I've replaced the radiator, the alternator, battery (killed by radiator spraying), dissasembled the interior and cleaned it, converted the bench into buckets (Cut the seats), replaced the door and fender and banged out the 1/4. Now I need a motor and trans, they've got about 150k miles on it and weren't very well kept. In the end I want a 403 and a 4 speed.
To this day I have keys to his ford that were on the ring he gave me.
When I bought it
Now
