The 1970 Dodge Challenger Is Gone

 

 

Been a while since I've been to the visual tsunami that is the automobile boneyard near my home. 

 

 

The cast of characters has been dwindling steadily over the three years I've been periodically traipsing through the lot. It gets less interesting each time I go.

 

 

Several stalwarts remain, though. Like the odd bevy of Chargers. This '66 appears to have been in some sort of restoration process when it met its unfortunate demise. Like a person who dies of a heart attack on the way home from a plastic surgeon.

 

 

The other two Chargers, roughly 50 feet west of that lone wolf,  sleep peacefully under a blanket of Lake Erie fed snow. 

 

 

Happily, the Cadillac's remain.

 

 

The magnificent '67 Coupe de Ville convertible holding center court.



 

 

You handsome devil. In spite of the brutal winter you're still as charming as ever.  

 

 

The '66 Fleetwood Brougham still doing its best to one up the '66 Continental that sits to its left. Some things never change.

 

 

The snow on this 1977 Thunderbird highlights what this winter has been like up here. Extremely cold, almost too cold to snow but when it does, the snow never melts.   

 

 

Sadly, the crown jewel of the lot, the 1970 Dodge Challenger is gone.