Went to my local grocery store this a.m. and noticed—what's this? A car show?
So I went home, put the groceries away and fired up the Spyder.
Turned out it was a cancer benefit and $20 to enter. OK why not? Then I got a door prize: a 5-gallon pail of rags, starting fluid, Stabil, PB Blaster, brake kleen, degreaser and silicone spray and—get this!—they were all in separate cans! Total score.
Cool stuff all over the parking lot. If you know what this is you're way hipper than me.
Air conditioning, automatic...435HP?
Did GM loose a dual quad 327 Corvette on America? I ask because the intake on this one had the telltale snowflake casting mark.
I did not have the only kit car.
There were several donors as well...
This '66 Barracuda was immaculate.
This guy left the bench seat and column shifter and I endorse that.
Some of this, some of that...
The '41 Chevy I parked next to was SEMA-level.
So I filled out the "judgment form" and I asked the nice lady what to put for year and make etc. given its true identity. She put me in the Rod/Custom category and wrote down "Spyder 500" on her form...
In the end they gave me a trophy.
Made it home ahead of the rain too. Not bad.