Gold Founding Member
Join Date: Aug 1998
Location: near Kansas City
re: Everyone has a Story. What's yours? (no racing in the streets)
Another 69 Malibu I had for a while;
My son's bud across the street from us got a restricted driver's license when he was 14 and was driving an old Honda or something to school and his part time job.
He said I want a Chevelle like yours so I told him about a 69 Malibu I had seen on a car lot and he bought it and drove it for two or three years or so and had it kinda wrecked in front and one quarter panel caved in and he quit driving it and had it parked in their back yard, behind an unattached garage for quite a while.
It was a small block automatic with factory buckets, console and tilt column and I wanted the floor shift tilt column so I asked if he wanted to sell it.
He said I think it froze up has a cracked motor now because the coolant runs out as fast as I pour it in.
So we agreed on a price (don't remember how much now) and I got it started and drove it across the street.
Then I saw that two freeze plugs had popped out so I pounded them back in and it had no coolant leaks.
I beat out the quarter panel, replaced the fenders with the old ones off of my 69 (which really didn't need replacing when I did my car but I had gotten a real good deal on a pair of new GM factory fenders) replaced the header panel and grill and put on a set of those ugly GM rally wheels.
I switched the tilt column with the one on my 69 (which I had sawed off the shift knub from and filled with body filler).
My son said "I wanted to buy that car from him" so I let him drive it.
He had rented an old brick house that was on 40 acres, with railroad tracks running across the back. The rent was cheap because it had a cistern for water and was an investment for the owner who was just waiting for it to become commercial property. (It's the main Carquest warehouse now)
Anyway, to my son and his friends it was party heaven and they liked to go four wheeling in back, taring up cars in the process. (One guy took a girl's Camaro out and got it stuck in the pond and it froze there until they tried to pull it out and yanked the rear end completely out from under it.)
One friend ran out of gas near the back of the property, close to the railroad tracks so my son decided to take him some gasoline by driving down the railroad tracks from the street crossing nearby.
My Malibu was on the tracks when they heard a train and when he tried to start it, it was dead, no click, nothing. (found out later that the fusible link had blown and the kid has replaced it with a piece of 14-2 house wiring which came loose driving it down the tracks)
One guy put his ear on the rails and said, it's on this set of tracks so they pushed the car over close to the other set.
When the train came it was on the set of tracks the car was on and they said when the engineer was trying to stop the train he just looked and shook his head as the engine knocked the car several feet.
I could have parted it out and saved the bucket seats and console, as well as some other parts but I was so pissed, I just gave it away and had it hauled off.
The railroad said that he was going to have to pay for all the time that they had to close the tracks and stop all the other trains but they never did.