Growing up, I always wanted a muscle car; more specifically a Chevelle. I looked on craigslist and in every magazine I could get my hands on for about ten to twelve years dreaming of opening the garage door and having a Chevelle there to greet me.I was exposed to the chevelle by a good family friend who restored a malibu with his dad. I fell in love at first sight. In March of 2010, I received a nomination and appointment to the United States Merchant Marine Academy and my mom said I could get a muscle car. (She may regret this statement now. She may have been joking
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Fast forward to April of 2010. My dad, two car gurus, and I got in the truck at 0330 and made the three hour drive to Portland, OR for the Northwest swap meet. I knew when I walked in the gates that that was going to be the day. After walking around the grounds from 0700 to about 1800 (6:00 PM) non-stop, I kept going back to the black Chev. It wasn't all tricked out like the Camaro rs/ss clone I also found myself looking at, but I liked that. It has bench seat (convenient for close rides with the girlfriend) and the column shift, etc. Originally a six cyl putt putt car. The seller was a great guy who poured his heart and soul into the restoration of the car. All paperwork from the factory came with it. Even the 30923rikjlsg During the deal, I had to make a run to the port-o-potty due to my excitement. All that was left was waiting for the swap meet to close so we could get out of there! On the way home, my dad and I thought we were doing the speed limit (70) but everyone was flying by us. The gurus behind us called and asked if everything was ok and we said yes. They were worried because we were going 50 in the 70. The speedometer is a little off, but with a quick mental calculation I can figure out how fast I'm going. Getting the car home in the cool black night and parking in the driveway to listen to it idle will be something I'll always remember. It was one of the greatest days of my life. After years of waiting and anticipation, I finally can open that garage to be greeted by a 72 Chevelle with a 402 and a turbo 350. Sorry about the length. It would be too easy to type all day about it!