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Well.....we did it.
Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm not really a mopar guy but my first car was my 72 Challenger. The fact of the matter is the brand of vehicle doesn't much matter when it was a father son project. My dad worked for GM for 34 years till he retired in 1994. My dad had a soft spot for Challengers and my gold 72 was his all time favorite. Of the big block R/T's, rallye cars, chargers, coronets, camaros and mustangs we restored, my gold 72 is one he just loved more than the others. My dad and I worked together on it, went on cruises together (he in his 66 ragtop bonneville), hitting all the local swap meets and he taught me how to drive in it. The car is special to me not for that the fact it was a mopar or a Challenger but it represented our hard work and the fun we had together. The paint got keyed in 1989 and I parked it up until a couple years ago. Once or twice a week he'd call me up for updates and thats when my wife made a website so he could see the progress on it. I found out a couple of months ago he has terminal cancer which was one hell of a bombshell and he called me 3 weeks ago and wondered why I havent made any progress on my car and I told him I had other things on my mind. His last word before he hung up was how he'd like to go for a ride in it one last time.
I decided (wifey gave me a push) that in the next 3 weeks we'll finish the suspensions, align the front, put all the missing pieces back on, install an exhaust and headers, go thru the rear end and finish all the wiring not to mention get the cam eating 360 running and the car in driving condition so I can take him for a ride. Well, we did it. I couldn't have done it without her help, support, and her ability to find all my tools that I slung out in the yard during my fits. If all goes well I'll be trailering up to his place in a few days and taking him for a ride.
Thanks dear, I couldn't have done it without you!
Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm not really a mopar guy but my first car was my 72 Challenger. The fact of the matter is the brand of vehicle doesn't much matter when it was a father son project. My dad worked for GM for 34 years till he retired in 1994. My dad had a soft spot for Challengers and my gold 72 was his all time favorite. Of the big block R/T's, rallye cars, chargers, coronets, camaros and mustangs we restored, my gold 72 is one he just loved more than the others. My dad and I worked together on it, went on cruises together (he in his 66 ragtop bonneville), hitting all the local swap meets and he taught me how to drive in it. The car is special to me not for that the fact it was a mopar or a Challenger but it represented our hard work and the fun we had together. The paint got keyed in 1989 and I parked it up until a couple years ago. Once or twice a week he'd call me up for updates and thats when my wife made a website so he could see the progress on it. I found out a couple of months ago he has terminal cancer which was one hell of a bombshell and he called me 3 weeks ago and wondered why I havent made any progress on my car and I told him I had other things on my mind. His last word before he hung up was how he'd like to go for a ride in it one last time.
I decided (wifey gave me a push) that in the next 3 weeks we'll finish the suspensions, align the front, put all the missing pieces back on, install an exhaust and headers, go thru the rear end and finish all the wiring not to mention get the cam eating 360 running and the car in driving condition so I can take him for a ride. Well, we did it. I couldn't have done it without her help, support, and her ability to find all my tools that I slung out in the yard during my fits. If all goes well I'll be trailering up to his place in a few days and taking him for a ride.
Thanks dear, I couldn't have done it without you!
