jerrysdustydog
Well-Known Member
Something that still haunts me to this day. In 1982 I was working in a small town not far from my home town in Texas and saw a car in a front yard with a for sale sign in it. It was a Plymouth Superbird! It was the bright red color (don't remember the correct shade), 440 super commando, and automatic. I knocked on the door and a 30ish year old girl came out and said that she and her husband just couldn't afford insurance on it any longer. I asked her the price, and she told me $6,000. Of course, at that time I couldn't sell everything I had to come up with the money. I have thought about that for 30 years now, and can't get it out of my head. Nothing wrong with the car, still looked good with only a few dents in the left front fender, just in front of the door. Always happens when you don't have the money. Always wondered what happened to it!! A couple of years later, I was working with a guy whos dad had bought 2 Superbirds new. Some guy from Houston had been trying to find one to restore and told his dad he would give $70,000 for one in restorable condition. Went back to see what happened to it, and family had moved. Guess it pays to be born rich!