Sorry, my bad. I was so out of it when I got home, killer hang over. Was a big family gathering of a friends, we ended up having a little after hour party in a barn with seagram 7... a really big bottle. I'm still hiccuping and have a fractured finger or dislocated finger, I can't so much tell.
The Gold duster is '73, floor console, half rag top. Tons of boxes piled in it and perm plates parked in the grass at a bar in a small town where everyone pretty much knows EVERYBODY and nobody knows who owns it. No body damage at all, interior is meh -- just two rust spots and not even that bad and the bartender lady there has a buddy who's an officer who will run the numbers for me and see if someone ditched it, if not at least get me the contact info so I can see if I could get the owner to sell.
Edit: I really wanted to get a pic, but spent so much time socializing.