jeryst
Well-Known Member
Misery loves company, and I'm sure that many of you have B-Body stories of regret, so I thought we might as well share and put them in one place. I'll start.
Back in 2005, I bought a beautiful 1969 Charger. Numbers matching 383 auto. A little body rust here and there, but the underneath was factory undercoated and beautiful. No rot at all in the frame, floors, or trunk. All original. Never torn apart or messed with and everything worked. 82k original miles. Great driver. Fast forward to 2008. The company I worked for closed, the recession hit, and at age 55, I was unable to find a job anywhere. Several years went by. Mounting bills, no job, and a daughter in college forced me to make a hard choice. Reluctantly, I sold the Charger. I wish there had been another choice to make, but there was none. I loved that car, and I could kick myself over and over again for selling it, because at todays prices, I will never be able to afford another one. One of the biggest regrets in my life.
Anyone else care to share?
Back in 2005, I bought a beautiful 1969 Charger. Numbers matching 383 auto. A little body rust here and there, but the underneath was factory undercoated and beautiful. No rot at all in the frame, floors, or trunk. All original. Never torn apart or messed with and everything worked. 82k original miles. Great driver. Fast forward to 2008. The company I worked for closed, the recession hit, and at age 55, I was unable to find a job anywhere. Several years went by. Mounting bills, no job, and a daughter in college forced me to make a hard choice. Reluctantly, I sold the Charger. I wish there had been another choice to make, but there was none. I loved that car, and I could kick myself over and over again for selling it, because at todays prices, I will never be able to afford another one. One of the biggest regrets in my life.
Anyone else care to share?