I've thought about this as the holy grail outcome. My dad's may be out there, originally an A4 gray car, bucket seat console auto, no hood scoops, rallyes, and an Americana paint job with stripes like a 73 dart sport (it was '75, part of what he wishes he didn't do). Riverton, UT. My dad traded a Roadrunner in for this at a dealer, someone stole the Roadrunner off the lot & set fire to it across town. These are the kinds of stories that were half forgotten until I put a Demon in front of him again.