Count me in. 1947 P15. Lowered, but bare bones stock. Getting ready to drive as is and do some mild custom work.
i first posted my car in 09. here are some updated pics. i am aware that some people hate it because i put i sbc in it but what ever. i put a ton of miles on this summer and it was awesome. my buddies dodge with my car. and this is what it looks like as of this weekend. time for real paint on the fire wall and some motor upgrades.
hay guys i need some help still looking right fender or both 41 plymouth deluxe . can any one help me out? thank you
When you post a reply, go down past the 'submit' button to the 'additional options' and look for the 'manage attachments' tab. You can pull pics from your document folder. .
think I'm in already.....assorted 56's includes a Fury and my little factory 273/1964 Val convert....then there's the OT Cuda's and GTX convert....
Twas the Night Before Christmas…. ‘Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage, There wasn’t a trace of a Ford, Chevy or Dodge. The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit, So I figured I’d mess with the Plymouth for a bit. I polished the grill and I louvered the hood, When a deep voice behind me said “looks pretty good.” Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick, And there, by the workbench, stood good ol Saint Nick! We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say, Then he said “don’t suppose that you’d trade for my sleigh? I said “no way, Santa” and started to grin, “But if you’ve got the time we could go for a spin!” His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow, Turned into a smile and he said “hey! Let’s go!!” So as not to disturb all the neighbors’ retreat, We pushed the Plymouth quietly into the street, Then, taking our places to drift down the hill, I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill. The sound that erupted took him by surprise, But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes. With Firestone’s a’ crying and straight pipes aglow, We headed on out where the hot rodders go. And Santa’s grin widened, approaching his ears, With every shift up as I went through the gears. Then he yelled “can’t recall when I’ve felt so alive!” So I backed off the gas and said “you wanna drive?” Ol Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys, When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees! Then the hemi exploded with side exhaust sound! Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground! Power shift into second, again into third! I sat there just watching, at loss for a word, Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight, “Merry Christmas to all, it’s a hell of a night!!!”
Thanks bigrick. I havent even got it off the trailer yet. I will get some better pics once I get it into the shop tomorrow. It needs some TLC, but it is a great starting point.
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