Wednesday, June 28, 2023
1979 Chevrolet 3.3-Liter V-6 - But Wait There's More
Thursday, February 17, 2022
1976 Chevrolet Monte Carlo - Big Luxury
Saturday, January 22, 2022
1972 Chevrolet Nova - Almost Criminal
Stumbled across this 1972 Chevrolet Nova recently and it brought me back. Way back. Not sure when exactly as some memories don't line up chronologically for me anymore. Funny how that happens as you get older. Details once so crystal clear to you suddenly begin to fade.
Anyway, I was dating a girl named Regina through my senior year of high school and freshman and sophomore years of college and sometime during that time her older sister Sandy and her husband Wayne offered to sell me their Nova for, are you sitting down? $75.
Even in 1982 or 1983 that was the deal of a lifetime. And, of course, I didn't take them up on it. It looked just like this '72 here save for that super-rare and strange optional "Sky Roof". Fun facts, the Skyroof was an odd, quasi-convertible top meets a massive sunroof and was only offered on 1972 and 1973 Chevy Nova's. Just over 10,000 or so were ever sold making this one here quite rare. Anyhoo, back to Sandy's Nova.
They wanted to get rid of it because it was a hassle to park it where they lived. Parking then as now was a premium in the overcrowded commune like community of Long Beach, New York on Long Island. Many times they'd have to park one of their two vehicles upwards of a mile from their apartment. Better to have just one car to worry about. Only having one car would save on insurance, shoes and sneakers too.
No surprise, it was far from perfect. Rear quarter panels were rusted through exposing the trunk, the finish was all but gone (like on this one) and the interior was torn up. Dash had cracks in it too. I don't remember how many miles were on it, but it had a lot of wear for a car that at the time was just ten or eleven years old. Then again, years ago cars didn't age nearly as well as they do today. Says the guy who uses a twenty-year old car with almost a quarter-million miles on it as a daily driver.
What I really liked about it was how it rode and handled. Although it had Chevrolet's 307 cubic-inch V-8 like this car and not a "350", it had far more "go" than my Comet had. Way smoother too. Despite it having a funky, "when-is-this-thing-going-to-shift" two-speed Powerglide. The muffler was shot so it seemed as though it had a lot more power than it actually did. Sounded great too. Why didn't I pull the trigger?
Frankly, I've never been the biggest fan of these cars. Anything "Chevy Nova" to be honest. Too small while at the same time being too big, in my humblest of opinions, they have little of the design magic that many Bill Mitchell era designs have. And the safety-bumper era Nova's (1973-1979) look as clumsy as my Comet did. I also didn't think it that much of an upgrade from my shit-box Comet. Perhaps if it was in better shape but as it was, the move would have been lateral.
In the end, Sandy and Wayne couldn't even give it away. After I rebuffed their offer, they said they'd let me have it for nothing. Save for the $1 they had to charge me for it to make the sale official. I politely declined. Again. They offered the same deal to others, and no one took them up on it either. The poor little Nova sat unloved. They eventually junked it. Seems almost criminal in retrospect.
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
1976 Chevrolet Monza 2+2 - Things Get Worse Before They Get Better
Young and older me has mixed emotions about General Motors new-for-1975 "H-bodies" because I felt they all looked like the Camaro and Firebird's homely half-siblings. Those new "H's" being the Chevrolet Monza 2+2, Oldsmobile Starfire and Buick Skyhawk whom all shared the same chassis, wheelbase and much DNA with, of all things, the Chevrolet Vega.
I'm fairly alone with that sentiment given they were lauded for their styling by the press and even the late, great, John DeLorean whom was such a fan of the Monza 2+2 in particular that he called it an "Italian Vega"; he believed it resembled the lines of a Ferrari GTC\4. Err, if you say so, JD.
Chevrolet also peddled a Monza formal roofed Monza "Town Coupe" that was little more than it was - a portly Vega. Curiously, for 1975, Pontiac didn't get one of the new "H's" but got a Vega clone they called "Astre". More GM oddness, Chevrolet continued to sell the Vega along side the Monza through 1977. Come 1978 the Pontiac Astre was replaced by one of these fastbacks they called "Sunbird".
I can't for the life of me recall why it was I test drove a 1976 Chevrolet Monza "2+2" in the summer of 1983 but I did and I'm half-embarrassed to say that I loved it. Seriously. The handling, the braking, the maneuverability, the power of its factory V-8 engine. Crazy, I know. But understand that I was coming out of a shot-to-death 1974 Mercury Comet and my father's oafish '72 Cadillac so, by comparison, that little Monza was a world class athlete.
Despite everything it had to offer, even if I liked it's styling it was was just too damn small for the macho-man-boy I pretended to be who was dead set on getting a "man's car"; that meaning big. No sub-compact for me, please. Give me beef. And a big, fatty slab of it too. By the way, that big car I eventually got was the automobile love of my life, a...drumroll, please...1975 Chrysler Cordoba. Funny, the older I get, the more youthful my taste in cars has become. Call me Benjamin Button.
If I had to do it all over again, would I have gotten the Monza instead of the Cordoba? Oh, hell no. But I think I'd be far more discriminatory with regards to overall vehicle performance than I was. Thing is, back in the early '80's, cars that could handle, stop and really go were few and far between. Throw in a car that had to be "cool" and that narrowed choices more so. Today it's a beautiful thing that performance is a commodity but back in the early '80's, the only things that a kid could afford that could do anything where small cars that were, for the most part, under powered and Ford Pinto dowdy. Say what you will, my Cordoba guzzled cool as much as it guzzled gas. If you found a Chevrolet Monza cool you'd have to explain why it was to someone. And once you start explaining you're losing.
To this day I've never warmed to these cars although I do recall fondly the seat-of-the-pants thrill of that little Monza stuffed with a V-8. Imagine if it had the Wankel. I'm a little dismayed to read contemporary road test reviews of the Monza V-8 and find it did zero to sixty in almost thirteen and half seconds. I guess I had an even more impoverished childhood than I thought possible.
GM ditched the Vega after 1977 and they built these through 1980. There was no 1981 model as GM cleared showroom space for a spring 1981 introduction of the 1982 front-wheel-drive "J-bodies" flag-shipped by the Chevrolet Cavalier and of course, the Cadillac Cimarron.
Whomever it was who first said that things get worse before they get better really knew what they were talking about.








