Resurrected Junk
I am still working on a 72 Demon, but had to take a detour. Someone tried to mount my rice burner daily driver with a jacked up 4x4. Said person was intoxicated at the time and, thankfully, insured. Rather than piss & moan over the death of a 10 month old car, I looked at this as an opportunity to get an old Mopar going for me as a daily driver.
I decided on an A-body /6 4 door as my desired ride. After exhausting craigslist, FABO, and /6, I went to ebay, where one man's trash is another man's treasure. I was surprised to find a 73 /6 Dart Custom 4-door about 40 miles for the Edge of the World. Unfortunately, the auction was going to expire in an hour so it was bid now or lose it. I rolled the dice and won the bid.
Also unfortunately, Another man's description of a little rust does not necessarily equal another man's. The little cancer around the rear wheel wells was not disconcerting. Lifting up a piece of sheet metal on the driver's side and seeing the ground was. I attempted to back out of the deal saying that the seller had misrepresented the car. He threatened to report my welching out to ebay.
After I got home, I decided I had made a bad decision when I found a similar hole concealed by the carpet and insulation on the passenger side. I really regretted it when I found that the roof was a skeleton covered by spray foam insulation concealed by a great headliner.
I'll let the pictures tell this part of the story.
I am still working on a 72 Demon, but had to take a detour. Someone tried to mount my rice burner daily driver with a jacked up 4x4. Said person was intoxicated at the time and, thankfully, insured. Rather than piss & moan over the death of a 10 month old car, I looked at this as an opportunity to get an old Mopar going for me as a daily driver.
I decided on an A-body /6 4 door as my desired ride. After exhausting craigslist, FABO, and /6, I went to ebay, where one man's trash is another man's treasure. I was surprised to find a 73 /6 Dart Custom 4-door about 40 miles for the Edge of the World. Unfortunately, the auction was going to expire in an hour so it was bid now or lose it. I rolled the dice and won the bid.
Also unfortunately, Another man's description of a little rust does not necessarily equal another man's. The little cancer around the rear wheel wells was not disconcerting. Lifting up a piece of sheet metal on the driver's side and seeing the ground was. I attempted to back out of the deal saying that the seller had misrepresented the car. He threatened to report my welching out to ebay.
After I got home, I decided I had made a bad decision when I found a similar hole concealed by the carpet and insulation on the passenger side. I really regretted it when I found that the roof was a skeleton covered by spray foam insulation concealed by a great headliner.
I'll let the pictures tell this part of the story.