Wow,												
	All this Polyandry (ha-ha) has sent my brain into flashback mode. It’s 1975, I’m a junior in High School and my friend is looking for some transportation (really, really cheap transportation). 
Being the “car guy” of the “band” crowd I was brought along for advise on his search (remember when we used to know everything) The +major problem was he only had $200.00 to spend and I told him to not get his hopes up. Out of the 3 or 4 “under $500.00 wonders” we found in the paper we 
came to find a rather interesting find. 					Sitting in the backyard of this older couple was a 1963 
Plymouth Fury 4-door. (baby blue Poly 318 auto) This car looked pretty good on the outside (it takes a special person to love a 63), goof paint, no dents, dings, all original sown to the hubcaps. Even the interior was in decent shape. The couple was in their 80’s and the car had sat for at least the last 5 years and probably hadn’t been driven over 25mph for another 10 or so. We bought the car after haggling on price and we had our $200.00 car. We picked up a battery and set about getting her home. Strangely enough she started right up and she seemed to run pretty good so we climbed in and 
took off. A short time later we noticed something was amiss when we came to a light. We were enveloped by the largest  smoke cloud I have ever seen belch from a vehicle.  It was so bad we couldn’t even see the light change. I told him we could fix it no problem (what did he know anyway). 
After all I was a genius with cars (which meant they usually ran after a tune-up). 								Thinking I was in for my first overhaul, we pulled the valve covers off to find that we couldn’t even find the rockers. 
The whole top end was slugged over. With nothing to lose, and even less money to spend, we decided to clean everything up as best we could and see what happened. Well, to make a long story a little 
shorter, the car ran like new and he drove it for over  10 years with little or no problems (till he drove it into a tree, and drove it some more after that). That incident made me very respectful of that ol’ Poly motor.											
					Ken Farley							Pioneer Ca.							Kenf@volcano.net