Today I got to work and there's
Darrel's 1968 Plymouth GTX factory ordered with 440ci and 4 speed transmission just sitting there with all the windows down. Holy Shit it is so cool
! The first 41 years of my life I pretty much saw this same rusty,
GTX running around town with Darrel or one of his boys behind the wheel. Then, when it wouldn't go anymore - it sat outside beside the garage and began to erode away. I'm sure many people tried to buy it. Weeds all around. Then, Darrel got a wild hair and had it restored - and he drives it again. He told me this was an early '68 since it didn't have the turn signals on the top of the fenders yet . . . and I like his quart of oil under the brake pedal to keep the lights off when parked . . . Darrel said . . . "Oh yeah, gotta get that fixed . . . " Baby boomers had some cool shit in their day . . . We get freakin'
I Phones and a Prius . . . .