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Don Yenko’s dealership built a reputation on turning ordinary Chevrolets into insurance nightmares, but by 1970 rising premiums on his Camaros and Chevelles pushed him toward an unlikely candidate: the humble Nova. The result was the ’70 Yenko Deuce, an entry-level performance model built to dodge underwriting red flags without losing the Yenko name. This example, pulled from the respected Brothers Collection, headlines Muscle Car Of The Week’s milestone 150th episode. See what makes this overlooked Yenko worth the attention.

Deep inside a Wisconsin barn, under a stripe of bird droppings and a small mountain of collapsed hay, sat two of Mopar’s rarest aero warriors: a 1969 Dodge Charger 500 and a 1970 Plymouth Superbird, untouched for the better part of thirty years. Their owner found each one through a different stroke of luck, a vague classified ad and a tip from a wing car club, decades before either car ever left the barn. Read on to find out how both cars ended up parked together, and why one of them still wears its original barn hay to car shows.

The 1966 Buick Skylark Gran Sport carried a 401-cubic-inch nailhead V8 that Buick was obliged to advertise as a 400, because GM had capped intermediate engine displacement at that figure. It made 325 horsepower and a genuinely enormous 445 lb-ft of torque, which is how the engine got its Wildcat 445 name. It also cost meaningfully more than a GTO. Read on for why Buick’s muscle car was the fastest one nobody bought.

Nobody buys a Plymouth Valiant expecting a burnout machine, which is exactly why one shredding its rear tires is so entertaining. Chrysler built this car as sensible economy transportation, then dropped an all new V8 into it in the middle of 1964 and quietly changed what a compact Mopar could be. The engine that started it all stayed in production for decades, and the cars that got it remain some of the last genuinely affordable Chrysler performance out there.

Walter Banks parked his 2016 Shelby GT350 Mustang in the shade at a small-town cruise-in, right alongside rat rods held together by rust and freshly restored muscle cars that still smell like new paint. That mix of eras and budgets is exactly what keeps local cruise-ins packed year after year. Read on to find out why events like this one keep drawing bigger crowds than formal concours shows.

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