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just thought id show some photos of the camaro,on the day i bought it, back in aug 08, think it was the first or second sunday of the month.
i bought the car as a non runner. wasnt even a rolling shell as the wheels were flat
was a massive gamble, and if i was to do it again id be more careful but, it worked out. bought the car and hadnt even sat in it. i had prompted the question "Was it for sale," "would you sell it to me??" and 10 mins later, after some thinking on the sellers behalf, i became the owner of a 1976 CHEVY CAMARO
all i knew about the car was that over 10 years ago it came in from England, and the seller drove it, for a year or two. then parked it up and bought a landrover. it had not moved or started for about 10 years before i bought it.
before buying it we had popped the bonnet, looked at the MASSIVE spiders. and commented on the engine.
i only started to think about it 6 months ago, What would i have done if the engine and body were bet?
My mate John, came out with me on the Monday after buying it, i think he was more excited than me! as he was Early for work...
with a Toyota Hilux full of random tools, including: 2 big hammers, loads of imperial and metric spanners and sockets, 4lts of petrol, some random cables of wire. and a bucketful, full of excitement. we set off..
with eager talk of the car and any problems that could be wrong with it, we came to the conclusion that it would be grand.
with a few witty remarkes.. (you couldnt have gotten anything smaller could you)... (where do you load in the artillery shells?) etc... we then set into work.
Air breather removed. confusion over which position the gear selector should be in. (as there were no markings...) some other top secret procedures, followed by some more...
and the car puffed...
some more fuel and a few more turns... we got a few more puffs...
excitement grew over the sounds of the beast waking up..
another slug of petrol, the puffs turn into yawns... another go, and the camaro started to growl... one more go and she revved up into life. with a few adjustments the camaro started to per like a kittie. with each deafening rev of the engine, John still had the same look of excitement as he had that morning, except now it was even bigger!
the next day we went to collect the car. laugh out loud (LOL) we had to go borrow a car transporter, as with ours it would be too narrow and too short.. scared that if we told the truth "we are transporting a yank tank" the owner of the car transporter would not lend us the trailer, as they would think the car would brake it.. so we had to lie... "ya we are moving a.... fiat?!?!"
with car transporter in hand, and laughing, we set off to bring home my new toy.
loading the car was just as much fun. the car is about a ton - ton and a half. and is as wide as a tank...(no pun intended) barely fitting onto the trailer, we got to work strapping it down.
im sure we must have gotten really odd looks on the road home. not every day do you see a camaro with some green shit on the windows just out of a shed for the first time in 10 years, on the back of a car transporter going through a load of poky villages from newross to kilkenny city.
i think that is it all.. well thats my story so far.
i bought the car as a non runner. wasnt even a rolling shell as the wheels were flat

was a massive gamble, and if i was to do it again id be more careful but, it worked out. bought the car and hadnt even sat in it. i had prompted the question "Was it for sale," "would you sell it to me??" and 10 mins later, after some thinking on the sellers behalf, i became the owner of a 1976 CHEVY CAMARO
all i knew about the car was that over 10 years ago it came in from England, and the seller drove it, for a year or two. then parked it up and bought a landrover. it had not moved or started for about 10 years before i bought it.
before buying it we had popped the bonnet, looked at the MASSIVE spiders. and commented on the engine.
i only started to think about it 6 months ago, What would i have done if the engine and body were bet?
My mate John, came out with me on the Monday after buying it, i think he was more excited than me! as he was Early for work...
with a Toyota Hilux full of random tools, including: 2 big hammers, loads of imperial and metric spanners and sockets, 4lts of petrol, some random cables of wire. and a bucketful, full of excitement. we set off..
with eager talk of the car and any problems that could be wrong with it, we came to the conclusion that it would be grand.
with a few witty remarkes.. (you couldnt have gotten anything smaller could you)... (where do you load in the artillery shells?) etc... we then set into work.
Air breather removed. confusion over which position the gear selector should be in. (as there were no markings...) some other top secret procedures, followed by some more...
and the car puffed...
some more fuel and a few more turns... we got a few more puffs...
excitement grew over the sounds of the beast waking up..
another slug of petrol, the puffs turn into yawns... another go, and the camaro started to growl... one more go and she revved up into life. with a few adjustments the camaro started to per like a kittie. with each deafening rev of the engine, John still had the same look of excitement as he had that morning, except now it was even bigger!
the next day we went to collect the car. laugh out loud (LOL) we had to go borrow a car transporter, as with ours it would be too narrow and too short.. scared that if we told the truth "we are transporting a yank tank" the owner of the car transporter would not lend us the trailer, as they would think the car would brake it.. so we had to lie... "ya we are moving a.... fiat?!?!"
with car transporter in hand, and laughing, we set off to bring home my new toy.
loading the car was just as much fun. the car is about a ton - ton and a half. and is as wide as a tank...(no pun intended) barely fitting onto the trailer, we got to work strapping it down.
im sure we must have gotten really odd looks on the road home. not every day do you see a camaro with some green shit on the windows just out of a shed for the first time in 10 years, on the back of a car transporter going through a load of poky villages from newross to kilkenny city.
i think that is it all.. well thats my story so far.











