I need a really detailed chassis and front grille for a 1971 -XXXXXX-
cant say cause it’s cheating
I’m listening to Lake shore drive and.

HOLY HELL

I’m really depressed I didn’t get to see the glory days of the American muscle car.
So I’ve decided to make one.
It’s that one line that got my heart.
”From rats on up to riches, fifteen minutes you can fly. Pretty blue lights along the way, Running you right on by.”
I don’t know why. This just really appealed to me. And now I hate modern car companies for killing off pop-up headlights, cheap but reliable cars, and simplicity. Now everything has either Bluetooth, an exhaust note that sounds like someone got a little crazy with the auto tune, or an engine bay that looks like an alien spaceship.
H E C C
My mother wasn’t even born back then! Why am I getting so emotional?!

Oh, did I mention plastic?