A 1967 Chevy Corvair of all things. An old friend I hadn't seen for years just came by with a guy I had never met but the car was his. We got to talking about the way I drove when I was growing up and the guy offered to let me take it for a spin.
He had an old 307 small block sitting where the back seat use to be. He said he bought it from a lady thats husband started building it years ago and got killed in a motor cycle wreak and it had been sitting in a garage all this time.
He had bought a kit with a bell housing, motor mounts and headers years ago, and flipped the transaxle over and had the motor mounted when, I done forgot the guys name now. But that much was done when he bought the car.
That little thing will fly and it handles like an overgrown go kart.
The guy is pretty good. He had done flaired all the fenders and made front and rear spoilers from fiberglass. It is still just primed but that is going to be one sharp car when he gets it painted. Heck it is sharp now just in the grey primer.
I have drove some bad cars in my days but that thing, well I had a 69 Mach I Muctang with a 351 that was built, a 68 Firebird with a 350 Z-28 engine, also built, a 63 Falcon with a 351 Boss, and some more but that little thing is bad to the bone. I don't think I ever owned anything that would have out ran that.
That brought back some good times. What got me was the way it handled. It was like it was glued to the road.
I wonder where I can find a Corvair, LOL. I wish I had the money and time to do something like that again.
Well, I better stop dreaming about it and get back on the saw mill.