Have you ever had random dreams about cars you owned as a teenager? Well, I have. It was a 1968 Charger and it was rusty but it was mine. Factory 383 hp, A4 Silver paint. I was broke and could afford basic maintenance on it. It leaked like a seive and in Ky that is bad news. My windshield use to ice up on the inside. Eventually I sold it for something more modern and less in need of constant repair.
But it wouldn't go away. I had dreams where I still had it and had the money and time to fix it up. When I woke up I realized I did have all that only no car. But they had become expensive, way more than the $800 I paid in high school. But I eventually found one that would scratch my itch.
1969 GTX, 440 A4 Silver. It is in need of repairs but thats what makes this fun. Taking a car that has sat neglected in a storage facility for years and putting it back on the road. I go pick it up tomorrow. I am scared to death of what I will find, but I am anxious to get started on raising it from
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