Erik Morris
Well-Known Member
Greetings!
My car, a 1969 Dodge Charger, is only 8 years younger than I am. Purchased in 1998 while working at the Lemoore Naval Air Station, the car has stayed on a trailer essentially ever since. Registration issues with the state of California, lack of a proper title, DMV record purges after 4 years, multiple overseas deployments with the Marine Corps, an ex who kidnapped all my existing documentation, more military deployments, a hurricane in South Carolina, many moves associated with military service, the Charger stayed with me every step of the way. I could never put any repairs or money into the car because no state would permit me to ttle or register it. After being told "no" by my local Nevada DMV more than a dozen times I was finally able to title the vehicle, twenty years later.
The car is in remarkably intact shape for all the indignities it suffered while stored in an open air barn in Washington state that was nothing more than a rain sieve....
The stack of parts that has arrived steadily via FedEx, UPS, the postman, and the junkyard trips is now squeezing out my motorcycle, and I am starting to fine-tune to the smaller parts.
Car has a 383 lifted from my old 71 Roadrunner.
I am sent here from the folks at Moparforums.com who said I wouldn't get treated too shabbily by the lugnuts here.
My car, a 1969 Dodge Charger, is only 8 years younger than I am. Purchased in 1998 while working at the Lemoore Naval Air Station, the car has stayed on a trailer essentially ever since. Registration issues with the state of California, lack of a proper title, DMV record purges after 4 years, multiple overseas deployments with the Marine Corps, an ex who kidnapped all my existing documentation, more military deployments, a hurricane in South Carolina, many moves associated with military service, the Charger stayed with me every step of the way. I could never put any repairs or money into the car because no state would permit me to ttle or register it. After being told "no" by my local Nevada DMV more than a dozen times I was finally able to title the vehicle, twenty years later.
The car is in remarkably intact shape for all the indignities it suffered while stored in an open air barn in Washington state that was nothing more than a rain sieve....
The stack of parts that has arrived steadily via FedEx, UPS, the postman, and the junkyard trips is now squeezing out my motorcycle, and I am starting to fine-tune to the smaller parts.
Car has a 383 lifted from my old 71 Roadrunner.
I am sent here from the folks at Moparforums.com who said I wouldn't get treated too shabbily by the lugnuts here.
