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Mon Jan 04, 2010 9:19 am
My story of pain...
My grandma had given me her 1965 Pontiac Lemans that she had purchased new that year. It had a 50k miles on it when I got it. She was so proud of me and my ability to keep the car in pristine condition even as I used it a daily driver. Sea Foam Green with white interior, 326 cubic inch motor and factory air conditioning (that worked after some bucks were paid). I had all the original documentation and the purchase invoice from 1965. She was such a beauty, people on the streets would stop and stare and sometimes wave at me (no joke).
15 years ago in a fit of sheer stupidy, I decided to sell her. I think I was asking $3750 and accepted $3500. I was picky about to whom I sold her, in this case an older gentleman who was an orthodontist. It was my hope that she wouldn't be "rodded" and kept in her stock pristine condition.
A couple of years later, I came across my baby and things had changed, some would say for the better, but I was heart broken. The orthodontist had converted her to a GTO clone, removed the original engine, trans and A/C and replaced with an Olds 455 and rebadged her a GTO. She still looked great, however. She was for sale for $14k.
To this day, I have a re-ocurring dream in which I locate her all by herself and rescue her litterally by picking her up in my arms and carrying her home.
It was a hard, terrible lesson to learn that keeps coming back at me and kicking me in the a**. Such a regret...
I, too, vote Nay! on the sale...