I was 19, I had a 1966 Charger (383) and my buddy Terry had a 1967 Coronet 500 (440 cu in).... We had lots of fun together. Terry never got tired of letting me now I couldn't win a race against him... But that's not the story, it's the back story, we both loved Mopars... like any first love, it's never forgotten. The Dukes of Hazzard was our favorite show on TV.
Terry's dad was a minister. One Day, Terry says we are going to visit the home of one of his dads parishioners who recently suffered a loss. It's a day burned into my memory. We were definitely not going over to console the widow, but rather look a the car they owned. This car was not for sale, we just wanted to look at it. After a short visit with the widow, a lady probably in her seventies; we were invited into the garage.
This was 1980, so the 69 Charger RT/SE sitting there was only 11 years old. The couple bought the car for the Lady to drive back and forth from her part time teaching job on a town about 20km away. After she retired, it just sat there. IT STILL HAD THE PACKING PLASTIC over the back seats. Apparently, in 1969, there was a option you could purchase that would have a person follow the car through the production line with a checklist to ensure the car was properly assembled. She had this documentation and showed it to us. The car was perfect in every way. Can you image what this would be worth today??
After we were done looking at this car, I had to ask: Can I buy this car from you??? The elderly lady explained that she had more then one nephew in line to claim it. It just was not going to be.