Before and after pics
I was overwhelmed by the kind welcome I got on the Welcome Wagon Page! Here (hopefully) are some pics of my 72 dart from around 1985 in her "glory days" and some more of how she looks now after 20+ years in the woods covered in leaves and straw.
My dad bought her new in 1971 for my mom to drive to school (no joke, she was a little "old" school teacher). I turned 15 in '84 and got the well-worn 120k mile dart. It took most of the next year to get her road-worthy again. I drove through high school and did all the bone-head mods that a teenager does including a non-functional chrome cage, cheap stereo with way too many 6x9s, air shocks etc. After an unfortunate high-speed mating with a pick-up truck, I found a '71 donar and replaced all the sheetmetal from the b-pillar forward and shot her in primer. I took her to college for a couple of years and parked her in favor of something that got better gas millage. I came home from school one day, tried to crank her and something caught fire. I put the fire out before any real damage was done, but never found time to diagnose. My dad drug her "out of the way" where she sat for the last couple of decades. Fast forward to a wife, 3 kids and a job. Everything was great until I stumbled across FABO and got the fever again.
I was overwhelmed by the kind welcome I got on the Welcome Wagon Page! Here (hopefully) are some pics of my 72 dart from around 1985 in her "glory days" and some more of how she looks now after 20+ years in the woods covered in leaves and straw.
My dad bought her new in 1971 for my mom to drive to school (no joke, she was a little "old" school teacher). I turned 15 in '84 and got the well-worn 120k mile dart. It took most of the next year to get her road-worthy again. I drove through high school and did all the bone-head mods that a teenager does including a non-functional chrome cage, cheap stereo with way too many 6x9s, air shocks etc. After an unfortunate high-speed mating with a pick-up truck, I found a '71 donar and replaced all the sheetmetal from the b-pillar forward and shot her in primer. I took her to college for a couple of years and parked her in favor of something that got better gas millage. I came home from school one day, tried to crank her and something caught fire. I put the fire out before any real damage was done, but never found time to diagnose. My dad drug her "out of the way" where she sat for the last couple of decades. Fast forward to a wife, 3 kids and a job. Everything was great until I stumbled across FABO and got the fever again.