Today when my Dad talked to me. No, it wasnt a life lesson, lol. A guy stopped to give us a quote to shingle our barn roof. The shed door happened to be open, revealing my car under-cover, and the first thing the guy said to my dad was, "is that a cuda or challenger?" So at least the guy wasnt Mopar-dumb. So they get talking about cars and stuff and the guy tells my dad he's got a friend that has a 70 Hemicuda. So dad's like cool, you know, thats real neat. Then the guy says its sitting in a barn. With 2" of bird crap on it. Dad told me this and I almost died. He said he wanted to sell it a while ago, but doesnt want to now. I know what its worth, and the guy that told us about it knows what its worth. But, he doesnt think the guy that owns it does. The guy that is figuring our quote lives in a town 20 miles away about, so I figure this car is not too far off. He is calling tomorrow with our quote, Dad wont be home, he he he, so I get to talk to him. Chances are slim, but at the least I would want to go look at it, and get a pic or two.
Someone give me some false hope!