You saved a car. Cutting a car in half is destroying it. I had a '69 Plymouth Valiant with a slant six. It was an old ladies car and she gave it to her 16 year old grandson with 30,000 miles on it. He tore the car up. When I bought it, the front was smashed, the dash has been cut up for a POS radio.
I repaired the dash and found an AM-FM thumbwheel radio for it and repaired the front end. I bought a set of 14" rally wheels, new trim rings and caps and set of Polyglas GT RWL tires. It wasn't fast, but it looked good. I put another 60K on it, and smash the front end myself (also repaired).
I sold it two years after buying it for twice what I paid for it ($2500). I know the guy I sold it to took care of it, but he sold it and I lost track of the car...
Until about 10 years ago. I saw the car in Sterling Heights down the street from my house. Poor car. The paint was fading, the rockers were rusting, the dash was cut up again for another POS radio, the car was jacked up with shackles in the back, and the rallys were painted in a dark blue in a misguided attempt to contrast with the light blue of the car. They also put tape pinstripes that were dark red.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to buy the car back but I wasn't sure what house he stopped at and I never saw the guy leaving. Even thinking about that car depresses me

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