This was the car that started it all for me. I got it in 1991 when I was 15, it was an under a tree piece of junk for $100. We put a mexican block 302 out of a Montego in it and painted it(after installing plenty Bondo). The paint was six different left overbody shop blues mixed together. The rims were off a Ranger, the rocker panels were covered with 66 Barracuda trim to hide the rust, the bottom of the quarter panels were made of license plates. I raced it through high school and then left it when I came to college. There was a huge fire a few years later that burned everthing around it(including some very valuable Mopar) but left it standing, with shoe polish still marking up the windows. I visited it about 6-7 years ago. It is in Alaska. So, here was an email I received the other day. It is my car, I was a little speechless at first, but I am doing better now. It will always have a special place in my heart. Sarah
