from the first time I saw it, I knew. This car needed to run down the strip again. It had been raced wrecked and dumped in a creek years ago. The only way to tell it had once been a race car, was the crued latches holding the front window shut, bobbed rear, and narrowed front fenders. The chassis was all gone, and the body was WAY beyond repair. Well, three sedans and a full sheet of metal later, it is now on its way to getting painted and re assembled. I love old cars, and i love bringin em back from beyond the grave.