[markinnaples]

Great stories guys. My first car was a wrecked '76 Camaro Rally Sport, 305 2 BBL auto in light blue and black. Paid $1100 of my own money for it after working for years delivering papers, setting duck pins, scraping the bottom of my uncle's boat, cleaning my other uncle's bar, etc. and borrowing a little from my sister (and promptly paying her back). My dad was an old body man and insurance adjuster in later years and was always able to get me parts for whatever I had. We rebuilt it together and then I wrecked it and we had to get a different sub-frame and got one from a '74 and when we went to swap them out, discovered the '74 was narrower and longer so we broke out the hot knife and cut some holes to make it fit. Against my dad's better judgment, I sanded the entire car down and painted it bright 1980 Corvette Blue. My dad was getting older and wasn't in the best health (emphysema from years of smoking and painting cars with no respirator) so I did some of the bodywork on it alone, but it actually looked pretty good for a rusted and beat Pennsylvania car. Sold it and bought a '78 Trans Am. Man I miss my dad.