Well, a 350-with-the-auto is a pretty common street rod conversion. Not worth the asking price though.

I’m guessing it would be this one, which I drive past a couple times a year but have never stopped at.

I was there. Even the customers knew they were buying a look, not actual performance. And the Mustang was/is a pony car, not muscle car.

Mustang II (and pretty much everything post~1972) wasn’t a muscle car, wasn’t pretending to be, and was never sold as such.

These were more likely from western Minnesota/eastern N Dakota Red River Valley region, where they grow a lot.

...and the factor never mentioned in any of the NY Times’ Cletus safaris is that these places are where the smartest, hardest-working kids in every high school graduating class have been leaving asap for the past 60 years. 

Pretty much. These guys told me couple years ago that what people think of as “self-driving” fully autonomous vehicles would be at least 50 years off.

Look at it from the club owner’s point of view. I mean, why wouldn’t you kick Mazepin out of your club?

Pretty much. Ran into a similar situation when I was a newspaper reporter. Covered a weekly evening car-nut meetup in a shopping mall parking lot that started out small and friendly, then attracted new-Mustang types doing burnouts, etc., which brought the mall’s tenants and eventually landlord down on them to ban the…

Yeah, this one. It was good enough to convince people whose other option was a horse to buy their first car.

So, no 962 body parts and a 911 motor? This is (an admittedly awesome) replicar.

Whatever the outcome, I hope you continue to find & share these: the cars that you saw on the street just last month but are suddenly edging into Interesting Old Car territory. How much am I willing to pay for something that was kinda neat but not great when new?

My dad’s ‘63 Belvedere DD with the indestructible Slant Six. 

Ah, the Retired Farmer’s Special, the Upper Midwest answer to What Can I Drive For Cheap?

“Roto-top” roof? How can you mention this and leave it at that?

...and that’s the saddest part about the “personal luxury” era.

Yeah no, the Monte Carlo was the malais-iest of the Malaise Era, even if we didn’t know it then. It was GM attempting to age with its intended market: You had the Camaro, now you’re a bit older and more responsible (but not quite having kids yet) so you need this. Just stop trying to have fun, already.

We need a third voting option: Now way am I spending my money on it, but it’ll probably find a buyer who will be completely happy with it and feel they got their money’s worth.

Wait, what’s wrong with this? An actual IROC IROC Z, driven by the actual Bobbie Allison?!

Word. I put myself through college delivering pizza in a couple of these (slant-six powered, provided by my boss who never spent more than $500 on a delivery car). In the winter, in Minnesota. Good heaters and radios, and I honed my rally skills on snow-and-ice-covered roads (for the time these were small and nimble…