We had tales of a musclecar graveyard around where I live. Supposedly him and his brother were buying up wrecked and cheap muscle cars from across the us back in the late 70's. He has about 30 or so from the 60's era he guesses out back in his yard. You could drive by this place a 100 times and never guess the mess out back, because his house is run down and he has trees all over the sides blocking the backyard view.
I heard about it in chats with other people who heard the same story, but never anyone who knew whee the guy lived. The only reason I found out was at the barber shop, and people yacking about others. Just so happened they got talking about old Soandso with old cars galore, and how they were sitting there rotting away out back.
Needless to say that caught my attention, and I twisted my way into the chat and got the guys address which sadly was only 3 miles from me and I never knew! So I popped in one saturday before lunch and told him, I heard he had all these old cars, etc.... and asked if I could just look at them, being an old car fan and all.
He laffed and we walked around the side of this house, I was excited. I was about to enter the fabled muscle car graveyard. The old man was muttering something but my mind was just guessign at what treasures he might have, and how could i wrestle one away from him.
As we came around the corner there is was, the fabled muscle car graveyard everyone in my area talked about.
I saw;
73 mustang shell sitting on the ground, no interior/engine.
75 camaro that had been rolled by his brother
71 ford pickup, that had more rust than paint
64 impala 4 door that had become a dog house
and a couple various farm tractors
The old man told me not to feel bad, I was not the 1st person who came knocking on his door about a bunch of old muscle out back. He said; "I am old son, but not crazy. I would of cashed in on them cars long ago had I had em."
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