1974 Plymouth Duster. 318 v8 three speed Automatic. I got it from my Great Grandmother in 1985 with less that 30,000 original miles on the odometer. Still smelled new. jacked up the rear end, put headers and a dual exhaust with California turbos on it. Scrapped the original AM only Radio for a halfway decent stereo. I put 70,000 hard miles on that car. By the time I got rid of it, I didn't even bother to change the oil anymore as I usually added a half a quart or more with every fill up. Leaked radiator fluid, trans fluid, and power steering fluid. (sometimes I didn't have power steering fluid on hand, oil seemed to work OK) You had to keep it floored or the transmission would hang up between second and third. (that didn't bother me, that's how I drove anyway.) if you wanted to restart it when it was still hot you needed to pop off the top of the airfilter and block the butterflies open or it would flood. Windshield washers didn't work. (thank god for rain-X) leaked when it rained, I spent hundreds but never went through a summer where the AC didn't die a couple times, I mest have put five or six starters in it before I learned to stop it from flooding. I always planned on painting it but never did get around to changing the color from it's original horrible dark green. (I called it puke green.) Still, from a stoplight that car would scream.
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