In 1994, I bought this 72 Plymouth Satellite Sebring Plus. Brakes locked up, smoking motor, and slipping transmission were a few of the problems. Over the next 4 years, I rebuilt and upgraded the 360, transmission, corrected the brakes and put on a new paint job. She was beautiful, fast, and I loved her.
In 2001, a son was born to my wife and I. He grew into a little boy who was fascinated with wheels. We took multiple trips together to car shows in both a baby and a booster seat.
In late 2002, he developed a growth in his neck requiring surgery to remove the tumor. At the time of the surgery, I was laid off without insurance but Jacob came before anything else. Surgery was successful but the hospital bills buried us quickly. By spring of 2003, although making payments on the bills, we saw no end in sight.
The Plymouth was put up for sale. A young man from Emporia, KS saw the car and a deal was struck. I grudgingly handed over the keys with the thought that the car was gone forever.
In April of 2012, a college friend called me up. He claimed that he had found my car and it was for sale. Unbelieving, I asked him to snap a couple photos and send them to me. From the photos, IT WAS MY CAR!
As soon as I could, I called the number for the seller. He knew very little about the car other than the guy who owned it before needed cash fast and sold the car to him. Interior was thrashed, not running, and rust cancer had developed on the a pillars and under the rear glass. I made an offer, sight unseen, and he accepted. A cashiers check was on its way the next day.
Another friend and I made the 720 mile trip to recover the car. It was in sad shape. Rodents has eaten all the rubber and wiring under the hood and must have set up house in the interior. If my wife would have seen it, she would have considered me crazy to bring the hulk home.
Over the next year, I repaired the wiring and hoses, put in new interior, repaired the brakes, and put on new paint. She made her rebirth six months after she pulled in my driveway again.
With the help of my friends, my "Green B" came back to me.