RUST KILLS

Poor Booger. I'm sure he was a good soul when his heart ran strong and his passenger compartment was filled with hunting dogs and driven by a mind-sickened swamp-man. Unfortunately, the rear fenders were cut down about 5" with a torch (horribly) to fit huge swamp tires which were not included. While the torch was still burning the P.O. thought to himself..."Hell, why don' I jus' cut the chassis #'s off the tunnel so's I can fit me a late model tranny. Ah hee hee, that's jus' whut I'll do!" And so it was done. A giant hole in the tunnel, split tranny lost, chassis #'s and inspection plate lost. What else could go wrong? Well how about 15 years sitting under a tree in someone's yard with nothing but a Super's donated bonnet to cover the vinyless sunroof. Yes...I'm bitter damnit.



I know what your thinking, "What the hell are those pictures of?" I'll narrate.

Booger not only came with his own community of bugs and vermon, but a wonderful collection of holes. Relatively large holes. The first pic you see above is the front 1/4 panel behind the wheel on the passenger side. Some genious decided to remove the antenna thus leaving an excellent receptacle for rain (it rains A LOT in FL) which eventually led to the full-on rot in the hinge pillar and of course the heater channel. In the second depiction of neglect, is the aforementioned cubby hole that the fruit-loop P.O. cut into Booger's tunnel. I'd like to cut something into the P.O.'s tunnel right now but that's a different story. When I first got "Booger the heap", he was full of junk, leaves and spare parts. Little did I know that under that little piece of sheet aluminum (which I found out later was screwed in place) was a gaping hole to make possible the fit of a later model IRS(Independent Rear Suspension)tranny. I knew all of this at purchase, but I had fallen in love with the damn car already and didn't feel like backing down. There was no place else in FL I could have gotten such a cheap OVAL. Nowhere.

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