drobertson
Well-Known Member
Well... I'm a young buck. 17 years young :icon_biggrin:. I started 2 years ago when I was maybe 15. I was preparing to get my driver's license, and was looking for a car. I didn't want any plastic modern garbage that's styled after a bar of soap, and my Grandpa had an old 1973 Charger sitting outside of his home. I asked him if he'd sell it, but he refused. We made this deal instead: He'd give my 5k to fix it and get it running, and I'd inherit the car one day . Sounded like a good deal to me, and that experience of fixing that Charger really sparked my interest in Mopar. I still didn't have a vehicle, so I went around knocking on people's doors to ask if they had any old dodge's or plymouth's for sale. Sure enough, one guy had a 1982 Ram D350 that he gave to me for free! :hello2: Talk about luck! (all it needed was an ignition coil, and he never figured out what was wrong with it)
Now that I had a truck, I had transportation. However, I still had the desire to own an older Mopar. Skip forward 1 year,,, and I found myself driving around the small town of Burlington Wyoming (500 people population!). I about had a heart attack when I saw a yellow 1973 Charger Hardtop sitting in a field next to a few old farm trucks. I knocked on the guy's door who owns it..... and he told me this: " I've had quite a few folks ask if that car was for sale, and I've always told them no and that I'd fix it up one day. However, I like to see young kids like you interested in ressurecting the past - so let me think about it for a month."
Sure enough about a month later I call my new friend up, and he said he'd sell the car to me- on one condition - , that I give him a ride in the car when I get it running. :3gears: I was prepared to pay $1500 for it but all he wanted was $500. It was a great deal, and I was willing to pay more for it - but he refused to sell it for higher because he's rather see the money going into fixing the car. He's really an awesome guy and I'm glad to see that those kind of people do exist.
Now that I had a truck, I had transportation. However, I still had the desire to own an older Mopar. Skip forward 1 year,,, and I found myself driving around the small town of Burlington Wyoming (500 people population!). I about had a heart attack when I saw a yellow 1973 Charger Hardtop sitting in a field next to a few old farm trucks. I knocked on the guy's door who owns it..... and he told me this: " I've had quite a few folks ask if that car was for sale, and I've always told them no and that I'd fix it up one day. However, I like to see young kids like you interested in ressurecting the past - so let me think about it for a month."
Sure enough about a month later I call my new friend up, and he said he'd sell the car to me- on one condition - , that I give him a ride in the car when I get it running. :3gears: I was prepared to pay $1500 for it but all he wanted was $500. It was a great deal, and I was willing to pay more for it - but he refused to sell it for higher because he's rather see the money going into fixing the car. He's really an awesome guy and I'm glad to see that those kind of people do exist.