I drive a Demon (and not the other way around)
Wouldn't you know it!!!! My father passed away in August, my mother passed in 2007. Unlike most parental units, both of mine were "savers" and not "pitchers". This is especially true when it came to pictures. From the year 1974 and parental archives comes a decent photo of the car in question from posting with which I started this member restoration thread. (Thank you Mom and Dad!)
We purchased the car in 1972 as a new vehicle from Tait's Huntsville (AL) Dodge. Optional equipment on this car included tinted glass, rallye wheels, white wall tires and tape stripes as shown. Not shown is the 225 /6, Torqueflite transmission, and cut pile carpeting hidden by sheet metal. It did not have power steering, disk brakes, or air conditioning. The radio antenna and a Mopar AM radio were Day 1 adds from a local salvage yard. After one failed DIY attempt, I went to the dealer for a face plate for the radio.
Also in the photo are my dog and a corner of the deck my brother and I hung on the house during the summer of 1972. Both brought to mind stories that are best left off of this thread.
Wouldn't you know it!!!! My father passed away in August, my mother passed in 2007. Unlike most parental units, both of mine were "savers" and not "pitchers". This is especially true when it came to pictures. From the year 1974 and parental archives comes a decent photo of the car in question from posting with which I started this member restoration thread. (Thank you Mom and Dad!)
We purchased the car in 1972 as a new vehicle from Tait's Huntsville (AL) Dodge. Optional equipment on this car included tinted glass, rallye wheels, white wall tires and tape stripes as shown. Not shown is the 225 /6, Torqueflite transmission, and cut pile carpeting hidden by sheet metal. It did not have power steering, disk brakes, or air conditioning. The radio antenna and a Mopar AM radio were Day 1 adds from a local salvage yard. After one failed DIY attempt, I went to the dealer for a face plate for the radio.
Also in the photo are my dog and a corner of the deck my brother and I hung on the house during the summer of 1972. Both brought to mind stories that are best left off of this thread.
