Better Than it Looks

My 1976 Monte Carlo was a lead sled. The paint was flaking off behind the doors. To shut the driver’s side door, you had to lift it as you swung it because it sagged from the weight. The vinyl top hadn’t completely rotted off, but it was blistered pretty bad. Those vanity plates with “RBaker” on them drew your eye. It looked rough but that car could run. That Monte was better than it looked. I…

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