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My Car Project
  Since I am a freshman in high school, I will need a car soon. Over the course of this winter and probably this summer, Me, my dad and my brother will be restoring a 1967 Dodge Coronet 500, V-8. There are many things that are wrong with the vehicle, but I thing that alittle (or alot) of elbow grease and some T.L.C. will make an end result that we will be proud of and will be well worth the effort.
   Sure, I'll miss the common "necessities" of a new car, like an air-conditioner or CD player or anti-lock brakes, but I would miss the operitunity of a lifetime by not having a cool antique vehicle with character. I believe that through this project, I will be helping to preserve a little piece of history.
E-mail me with your questions or any tips on restoring an old Coronet or Plymoth look-a-like. Thanks
The history of the car is kinda' unusual. The car was bought from the original owners sometime in 1971 by my late papaw. He drove it for awhile, adding a very small dent in the side of the car. After a few years, my mamaw began driving it. In 1989? she had the two front seats redone because the original vynal had cracked. In the early '90's is the the first time I can remeber it. My mamaw took me riding around in it one day. I told her that the overhead light was broken, as she looked back to see it, she nearly ran of the road. Several years later, my brother traded a cow (don't ask) and some money for the car. He drove it while he was in high school. It had alittle work done on it by my dad with help from my brother. My brother then recked it. He was driving alone behide a car with some of his friends in it. He suddenly lost control of the vehicle for no aparrent reason and the car drove itself into a ditch. The cars had its front end beat up pretty badly and the radiator was destroyed, which allow alot of fluid to drain out of the car.. His friends saw all the antifreeze and other fluidsrunning over the road. and jumped to the conclusion that Jesse (my brother) was dead. My brother, who was very much alive, but alittle shaken up, thought the car would explode. the frame was bent, so the door would not open. He preceeded to kick at the door intil it broke open. He got out of the car to the sight of his friends morning the loss of their friend. They were, to say the least, scared out of their witts when he popped out of the car. After the reck, he took the car to a repair and body shop to get it fixed. He began to drive it again after the reck. The last time it ran, he was coming home from somewheres and on the way down a long hill next to my house, it quit. He coasted on into the drive way and stoped. As far as I know, no attempt to find the problem was ever made. The car was pulled into our barn, where it sat for several years, intil the barn began to rot and collapse. The car was then parked in the back field intil rescently, when we had to do some grading work over the site of the now torn down barn and where the car was parked. It was then parked in our back yard, now in worse condition that the day it broke down. Now I need a car, and every one at my high school has cars just about alike, so I wanted a car that would stick out from the rest. And stick out it will. Its several feet longer than the Hondas and Nissians everyone is driving up there. From now intil after the car is fixed, I will keep a record of the damage we encounter and what repairs that we did to repair such damage. Pictures coming soon.
Update. I talked to my brother about the cars condition. He said that we will need to take the car's engine completly out, block and all. We might even have to put the car on a lift and raise it up to get to the main piece of the engine that is anchored to the chassis.
  I saw another Coronet that runs the other day as it passed by the gas station. It was a 1966 (one year older than mine.) and was peach. It makes me feel good that my brother and I are not the only people in this world that are tring to save alittle piece of not very well know automotive history. I have only seen three Dodge Coronets in my life. They were my car, a car that my brothers dad bought him to use as scrap while he rebuilt his, and the '66 that passed the gas station the other day.
UPDATE October 3, 2001
Click on the links below to see how we are doing in our restoration work.
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