Big Chevys seem to be my most common sighting, along with same era Cadillacs. With for good reason-- they're popular cars with a wide demographic. Everyone from gangsta wannabes to little old ladies drive them; from the candy painted 1988 Caprice on 24s to the pristine 1970 Chevelle SS cruising around the lake, there's a certain "mood" that comes with a Chevy, a sense of pride if you will.
Unfortunately, like the example I brought you Saturday, this car is a different kind of "daily driver"; a daily beater. I see this thing daily, and it never seems to get better. A far cry from a restoration project is, but it could be a decent project for some car enthusiast. If it was for sale, that is.
The paint, as you can see, is quite tattered, giving the car an feel of abandonment. Fear not, though, this thing still runs. (no relation to www.stillruns.com) The trim is intact, but shows tremendous wear. My favorite detail on this particular car is the "Mala" nomenclature. Maybe it's intentional, maybe it isn't. Whatever the case may be, it's a humorous case of "appropriate badging".
With a 283, I doubt this is a slouch, but its far from a 427. However, since the 283 does have plenty of hop-up parts available, so extracting extra horsepower shouldn't be a problem. Infact, I think if this beast were mine, I'd go for the speed parts, and widened steelies wrapped in good rubber. For kicks, I'd leave the body in this condition, though. Who would expect a ratty old Chevy to kick their ass at a stoplight. On second thought, what car guy wouldn't expect such a thing. Plan foiled. D'oh.
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