RIP '68 Chevelle SS396

[Supercar_Kid]

Fender bottoms are pretty hurtin' too. Looks like they've already been subject to some mud work.

[Supercar_Kid]

Maybe SS396 on the dash spear was enough?

[Supercar_Kid]

Note no badging at all on the "strike" door panels. I questioned this about LV's Harrell '68 when I first saw it. I guess DH lucked out when the cars came in with those door panels, no SS396's to have to get rid of.

[LVCamaro]

COOL pics, Erik! I bet it was an eerie feeling when you first walked up on it, full of pent up anticipation.

SS

[55chevy]

Those lug nuts could use a squirt of WD-30..

[Supercar_Kid]

[ QUOTE ]
I bet it was an eerie feeling when you first walked up on it, full of pent up anticipation.

[/ QUOTE ] It was a combination of that, and fear of tramping down on a rattler while wearing only flip flops.

[Belair62]

The banjos playing in the background probably didn't help either...

[mmcporter]

Toothless guys sitting on the nearby porches probably had an impact also.

[hvychev]

Kid did they tell ya "you had a purdy mouth?"

[Supercar_Kid]

Deliverance remarks aside...this car isn't as far into the sticks as you might think. It's just well hidden. Like I said, I saw it while sitting in traffic, i.e. myself and other "city folk" on their way home from work. If you've never been to Pittsburgh you might not understand, but it's really a city nestled in the midst of a lot of little suburbs. I happened to be driving through one of them when my eye spotted what looked to be a '68-9 Chevelle tucked away up under a pine tree way off on a hillside in the distance. A little side street/back alley detour and voila, there she sat. This car is no more than 15 minutes from downtown Pittsburgh, not in West Virginia or the deep woods as the pics may lead you to believe. The first house I stopped at was actually a neighbor of the owner, who seemed to be thrilled that I stopped and showed interest in the car, explaining that it hadn't moved in decades, and hinted at his contempt for the owner for allowing such an eyesore to sit in the adjacent yard for what seemed to be an eternity. Yes, there were houses situated closely enough around this car for me to have to guess which one might belong to it's owner. It even had electricty and a working doorbell when I approached it. I guess my point is, these kinds of finds can be lurking where you'd least expect it. This car is in plain view to the trained eye, but somehow has avoided rescue for many years. I didn't get a chance to speak with the owner, but you can bet he's a bit of an introvert, and I doubt he has much interest in selling or the car would have probably been grabbed up while there was still something left to it. I just think you should never say never, and when I haul an L-78 and an M22 out of his rickety tool shed in a few weeks...then we'll see who's squealin' like a pig! Hey, stranger things have happened.