I posted a picture of my 67 dart on here a while ago. I traded it in on a new car for my soon to be wife. 4 years later I was pulling out of my subdivision and about 400 hundred feet up the street there it sat in a driveway of another subdivision. I quick turned around and went back to look at it. I was standing at the end of the driveway looking at it when a man came out and asked if he could help me. I told him I thought it was my old car and asked if I could look closer. He said sure, so I walked around it and asked if I could look under the hood. After he opened the hood I reached for the card in the sleeve mounted on the core support and sure enough it had my dads name on it, the original owner. He said he had no idea that was there. Now, he said it was for sale and for 400 dollars I could have it, this was 1983. The 340 I put in it was now 318, the 727 I put in it was a 904, the 8 3/4 rear end I put in it was gone. The interior that was like new looked like it was built by a company called custom by rip and tear. I mean it was shot, destroyed. The console was gone, holes in the carpet and headliner. The body didn't have a straight spot on it and holes rusted through as big as your fist in the quarters and both front fenders. All the chrome was beat to hell including the trunk piece with the GT on it. The 69 340 hood I put on it was now a stock hood with dents in it and was green, mind you the car was red. I just looked at him and said, what the hell happened. He said he blew everything up and his wife and kids did the rest. I told him I didn't have it in me to do it again. I walked away with a tear in my eye.... Dirt bags!!