It’s not often that I just launch into talking about a particular car. Generally I meander about, scraping up various bits of remembrances stuck in my cerebral cortex like chewing gum to the underside of a cheap restaurant table. Really, who could blame me for not getting directly to the point with salt water taffy clogging up my frontal lobes?
Well, perhaps the more discerning (read: pain in the ass) members of my reading audience. But I can’t hold it against them if they want to be a tack on my mental chair. It’s the way they are built and they can’t help it. So, it’s all good, everyone bring it in for a group hug. On second thought, why not just give yourself a hug? I don’t want your hands on my bottom. It’s already full of pushpins.
But I get it. Some of you left brainers just want a list of things that the car has on it, in it, or has been done to it. For you, and for the humorless who just don’t care to read my blatherings, there’s a link at the bottom of every WeelSpin article so you can bypass all of the nonsensical yet highly entertaining (at least to myself) word salads that I make up fresh daily for your consumption.
So there are sheep and there are goats: One one hand there are those brilliant individuals who enthusiastically enjoy reading what bursts forth from my cornucopia of concepts, and on the other there are those lifeless husks of human beings who for some incomprehensible reason continue to don their bibs and pull their chairs up to the feast which is Analog Wheels, yet have no intention of reading my linguistic linguini. But hey, that’s your choice I suppose. Not everyone eats at my restaurant, or disposes of their gum properly. But truly, I don’t think there are ass-pains amongst my audience. You’re all good people (but you know who I’m talking about); and no I won’t ask your significant other to confirm this.
Interestingly I started off by saying that it’s not often that I launch into talking about a particular car with the full intention of launching into a discussion of a particular car. As you can see, I get easily sidetracked by a combination of whatever wind may be blowing between my ears, along with dog related activities, and most diabolically a closet full of different kinds of chocolate that calls my name like a graveyard full of dead relatives. It’s quite the burden.
So I probably ought to get to it then.
The reason I wanted to jump right in and talk about this particular car is because when I saw it my mouth actually fell open. That doesn’t happen very often. Sometimes a car just hits me just the right way – in the pleasure spot. This one hit me like a dominatrix who knows just where and how hard to hit. Not that I’m into that sort of thing, so calm yourself. Put your riding crops away ladies, but I thank you for your consideration.
But it’s strange that I would have this sort of reaction because I never found the front end of this era of Pontiacs to be all that sexy. This one is kind of bird-like in a way. However, as it happens I am a big fan of birds – except for the doves that decided to build a nest under my covered patio and fly into my sliding glass doors daily) – and I’m a big, big fan of this car.
Furthermore, you can tell when you read the ad that the seller/owner really put a lot of care into this one. I’m also a sucker for a big V-8 coupe, of which this is an excellent example. So there’s a lot of substance to lend support to any inexplicably lusty intentions I may have.
The seller states that this road candy has served as calendar art on several occasions and has had a lot of bits and pieces replaced. One big bit is a complete engine rebuild in 2014 after which the car has only been driven 3,000 miles. The odometer reads 62,782 which I take to be the original total milage on the car, but that is not a certainty.
This rust-free, excellent condition blue over black interior Pontiac sports a V-8, auto transmission and a clean title. Features include a turbo 400 transmission, rebuilt carburetor, smooth idle with no overrun at shut off, engine chrome package, matching numbers, and a host of new things such as:
A/C system components, voltage regulator, water, fuel and oil pumps, transmission front seal, V belts, radiator hoses, tires, front brakes, dual snorkel air cleaner, crankcase ventilation valve, heat riser, Iridium spark plugs, HEI distributor, mufflers and pipe cross over, master cylinder, front shoulder belts, spare tire with matching rally wheel, added sound insulation and a lot of other smaller things exhaustively detailed in the original listing.
Honestly, there are few ads which are as comprehensive as this one, and is a must read for anyone even slightly interested in this car. Heck, it’s a must read for anyone who is thinking about posting their own vehicle for sale, as this is clearly someone who has loved their car.
So with that said, I think I’ll stop typing now and just point you to the listing on craigslist HERE where you can further feast your eyes – and whatever else you feast with – on this 1970 Pontiac Grand Prix.