About “The Beast, of Beasts.”

There's a gearhead family that lives down the road from me and they always have something for sale. One spring over five years ago now they had a 1970 camaro for sale and I was getting closer to a position where I was eightteen and living at home saving a lot of money and what does one young kid dream of? A camaro! anyway it ended up selling but when I drove by again, another camaro was in the yard, a 1981 camaro Z/28. My room at my parents house was in the basement, and I could hear the rumble of something big tearing up the rural road outside. It wasn't until the spring following that year that I noticed the car was parked in the back yard and motionless for months, no longer did I continute to pass by and I pulled in! I asked the owners what their plans were with the car and they told me it was their son's and didn't know what his intentions were. He was looking for a new project to take on and so was I. A few weeks later the ownership was in my name and my dream had come true, I began driving it right away, but like my parents warned me, it was a money pit. In a sense though a fun money pit. I had some mechanical issues right away that I questioned what did I had got myself into, so I found myself trying to sell the one thing I worked so hard for. I don't know if I was asking too much for it personally I don't think I was but since then I spent 2 years giving it a makeover and if I must say what a makeover it was. Of course the dream never ends and neither does the money. Always another plan to achieve more horsepower, more modern stereo equipment, and a lighter chasis. I still own the car today and never plan on putting it up for sale again, then again everything has it's price!