Where to begin... So I'm 22, and I've always wanted a classic car that I could say that I built, just kicking around a few ideas with what car to start with. I thought of some 60's and 70's muscle cars, some 50's cruisers, but I didn't really pictured myself in those. One day going out to a showing of American Graffiti, I was awed by this beautiful light green 1948 Chevrolet Fleetmaster with all the chrome, a roof rack, and sun visor. The engine didn't run too well, but that did not phase me from deciding that was the car I wanted. I even found a post here on the HAMB that really reinforced my desire to acquire one. So I scoured the local Craiglist in search of one and found a Fleetmaster coupe for $3000. I called up the seller and went to go look at it; it was in really bad shape. It was formerly a hot rod that was stripped for parts, so a rolling chassis without an engine or transmission, which featured very rusted chassis and an entire rear end that was reinterpreted in Bondo. Naturally, I walked from it. Many months and a girlfriend later, I was driving around through an unfamiliar neighborhood and spotted a coupe parked in a driveway; definitely 40's or 50's and I had no idea what it was. After a quick Google search based on the badges, it was a 1949 Plymouth Special Deluxe club coupe! I went home and read more and more about the car, and was very intrigued by it, more so than the Chevies. My opportunity came to buy one when I saw, yet again, a listing on Craigslist in a town about an hour and half from where I live. I took a small road trip after school to go look at it. He bought it as a restoration project and was selling it to make room for some pretty fun bikes. I later found out he barely had 300 miles on the thing. 76,000 miles and all of the pieces were there, a rebuilt engine with the break-in oil still in it, working tube radio, rebuilt starter and generator, new wire harness, new radiator, a sun visor (which I don't think was period correct). However, the car did need a little bit of body work; the floor qualified it to be a Fred Flintstone vehicle. We agreed to $3000 and I made plans to pick it up less than a week later with some friends. Of course my friends had to make a bit of scene on the way there. Guess who realized they bought a four door instead a two door halfway home? Oh well. After about 2 hours on the road, we arrived home late around 7 or 8, and we we dropped the car off at my friend's place as a temporary storage spot. Still on the trailer, my friend's dad (who at one time had a 1954 Plymouth) came out to take a look at it; I learned more about 1950's Plymouths in that twenty minutes than I did in all the time researching the vehicle beforehand. We agreed to just leave it on the trailer and offload it the next morning. When pulling it off the trailer, a guy by the name of Hershel McGriff complimented my car, saying, "I used to drive those things back when they were new." Apparently, my friend's neighbor just happens to be a NASCAR Hall of Fame inductee. We pulled the car to the back and parked it there. Just to make it more sightly for my friend's mom, we fit all the panel pieces together that way it could be recognized as a vehicle. The funny thing is, being a college student with a job living at home, I am hiding this vehicle from my parents. Now you may ask, "Son, aren't you an adult?" "Yeah, that's why I bought it." Isn't she a beaut? My plans for it, I still don't know. I have no idea if I want to continue this project as a restoration, a hot rod, or a very custom job. But what I do know that this car is practically a blank and stock slate, which I can do anything to.