Hello everyone, I'm Kelly Williams. I have a 1972 Chevelle Malibu that I purchased in 1987 shortly after my 18th birthday. The first time I laid eyes on it I was in love, but there was a problem, I had no $$. My dad had passed away a year before and I knew I was going to be receiving my portion of his social security when I turned 18 so I asked the guy if he would hold it. He wanted $5,500 ( over priced at the time because they were still bunches of them on the road, but I didn't care). He said if I gave him $500 towards the price he would hold it for me, so we wrote out an agreement and I gave the man $500. Three months later I gave him $5,000 cash and he signed the title, a week after my birthday. ( Yes SS paid that fast then). 33 years later, I am about to title it in my name, long story, get comfortable...... Back to when I got it. I was elated, boy I had a hot rod. Not an SS but had a hot 307 with 202 heads and a cowl induction hood. That 307 was built by a local machine shop and it would dance! There wasn't many cars in Arlington Texas that had anything on me light to light. All that go and not enough whoa!!!! 4 wheel, manual drum brakes. I washed it every week, by hand, talked sweet to it...oh yeah, love I tell ya. Plus it was the last thing my dad bought me, it was money from his labor. A few months later a @##@# pulled out in front of me and my beautiful car was crunched. I was going 60 , locked up the brakes and smashed into his BMW with the right front of my car. It did $7,000 in damage to my car and the insurance company was going to total it. Luckily I had a shoebox ( literally ) full of receipts that the previous owner invested in it and they chose to fix it. Me and my Chevelle spent time in the body shop over that deal. I locked up my right knee standing on the brake pedal and the impact caused some cracked cartilage that had to be removed. The luckiest part was I got it slowed down enough that it just barely bent the right frame horn. I got it back from the body shop just after I was able to walk with crutches, so good timing. A few months later I put my foot through that 307 and ejected no3 connecting rod through the side of the block, a couple of weeks before my 19th birthday. Being a brilliant teenager that already knew everything and didn't care I had already spent most of the insurance money from the accident, but I sure had lots and lots of fun. What follows was a string of stupid decisions that have actually turned out to be how, and why I still have the car. First being since I couldn't drive it there was no need for registration so why pay the title fee. I got a nice 350 four bolt from a local junk yard, had it built up with the remaining money and that's where progress stopped, and stared going backwards. I didn't have $ for a hoist so I removed the front clip so me and a buddy could lift the engine out, and we did. I moved to Houston shortly after that and drug the ole gal with me, in pieces. Over time the engine and my mags got stolen and I moved back to Arlington, Chevelle in tow. I got married, went through Lincoln tech, got all my ASE certifications achieving Master certification ( that I've kept up to this day) and moved to Indiana, Chevelle in tow. Divorce no1 comes around and the Chevelle is just an old junk car so no interest. Fast forward several years and divorce no.2 comes around ( my first two wives thought monogamy was a species of wood) and she wanted my Chevelle sold so she could get half. I will never forget the look on her face and her lawyer when I stated that I have never titled a Chevelle of any year, in any state in my life, I won that one. Wife no 3 hated the fact that I had anything from my past, the things you learn about someone AFTER you marry them. Over time it reached the point of " It's either me or the car" keep in mind I hadn't spent a penny on it or any time on it other than moving it around. So ex-wife no3 out the door and I still have the car. I was a single parent for a long time so no car money, life gets in the way, kids are expensive, then there's collage and so on. I've since moved to Florida, Chevelle in tow. I'm FINALLY at a point where I can start working on "Baby". I just started ordering parts and hopefully I'll get to drive it in the next year or so for the first time since I was 18. I'm including a picture of when I got it down here from Indiana. More pictures as I go. I've been enjoying reading about all the projects here and lots of " look out " tips and look forward to getting to know you folks.