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A tip in Indiana led to a Dodge Super Bee that had sat behind a closed garage door for forty years, ever since its original engine let go and the owner simply chose to store it rather than restore or part it out. Only a small fraction of 1970 Super Bees carried this six-barrel big-block setup. Here’s how rare this survivor really is.
Chrysler’s 1940 Windsor hid a clever transmission trick called Fluid Drive that let drivers forget the clutch at a stoplight, arriving almost the same year Oldsmobile’s true clutch-free Hydra-Matic reached the market – not years ahead of it. Wrapped in a freshly redesigned body with new sealed-beam headlights, this modest six-cylinder Mopar quietly punched above its price class. Then World War II froze the whole lineup mid-stride. Here’s the story behind an overlooked prewar Chrysler.
The Jaguar XKE, a British marvel, underwent some quirky transformations from 1969 to 1974. The Series II ditched glass headlamp covers for a shiner look, while the Series III roared to life with a V12 engine—think of it as two XK6s in a V-shaped tango. The E Type’s evolution also meant more comfort, but alas, U.S. regulations demanded rubber bumper extensions, making it the car equivalent of a sumo suit. Fast and furious, the 1972 V12 could hit 135 mph, leaving you grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Bob’s journey with the 1969 Chevrolet Nova SS is a rollercoaster of automotive passion. Originally a drag racer with a 375-horsepower engine, the Nova saw numerous owners and transformations, including a color change to Hugger Orange. Bob traded his Harley for this beauty and embarked on a winter restoration, adding modern touches while keeping its vintage charm. Now, it’s a highway-ready stunner, complete with a new dash and a vinyl top. Bob’s love for his Nova shines through every upgrade and twist in its tale.
This unrestored 1967 Chevrolet Camaro Z/28 has covered under 8,000 original miles and stayed with the Leszczynski family since 1998. Finished in the uncommon Deep Water Blue and carrying matching numbers, it’s the kind of survivor collectors specifically hunt for rather than stumble across. Watch the full walkaround to see why this one rarely makes it to market.
In 1968, Ford revved up the Mustang GT/CS, a California dream on wheels. They planned for 5,000, but 4,118 hit the road, with 251 going rogue in Colorado as “High Country Special ’68.” The GT/CS, a Mustang with a beach vibe, featured fog lamps, hood pins, and stripes in a palette of primary colors. Lee Gray, Ford’s SoCal sales guru, crafted this beauty to combat the Camaro and Cougar. And the name? Could stand for “California Special,” but some say it’s a nod to Carroll Shelby’s magic touch.
A 1971 Plymouth ‘Cuda convertible surfaced after roughly thirty-five years in storage, and its VIN tells a story most barn finds cannot back up: it is one of only 17 factory 440-6 Barrel convertibles Plymouth ever built. Viewers immediately started arguing over what a car this rare is actually worth, with estimates ranging from six figures unrestored to well over a million dollars fully restored. Watch to see the car — and the debate — for yourself.
A dust-caked 1965 Corvette Sting Ray sat forgotten in a Great Plains shed for 36 years, its Marina Blue paint barely visible beneath decades of grime. What the farmer who found it didn’t fully appreciate was that the build sheet hid one of the rarest, most powerful carbureted engine options Chevrolet ever offered on the Sting Ray. The numbers behind that engine explain why this coupe is worth far more than its condition suggests.
Tim Hall says he bought his 1971 Buick Riviera because he “liked the backend on it” — a reference to the polarizing “boattail” design GM design chief Bill Mitchell pushed through against dealer skepticism. Lou Costabile catches up with Tim and the Sandpiper Beige coupe at a small-town Illinois car show, where decades-old opinions about the shape are still being argued out in the comments. The 455 under the hood is almost an afterthought.
Cadillac marketed the 1976 Eldorado convertible as its last-ever ragtop, capping production near 14,000 units before quietly reversing course and bringing the convertible back eight years later. The car backing up that promise carried the largest engine ever fitted to a production vehicle at the time. Here’s the story behind the marketing pitch and the numbers that made this convertible special.
Lou Costabile visits the 2016 Burr Ridge Car Show to find a 1970 Chevy Nova in Green Mist paint, kept 80 percent original by owner Don Dames despite running only a six-cylinder engine. The comments fill in the rest: a driver’s ed car from 1977, a family Nova that survived a windshield-shattering explosion and ran past 280,000 miles, and viewers who owned nearly identical cars decades ago. Watch to see why an ordinary six-cylinder Nova is pulling out more personal stories than most muscle cars ever could.
A stock leaf-spring rear on a classic Mopar can only take so much torque before it starts hopping under hard acceleration. One suspension shop built a triangulated four-link conversion designed to bolt into E-body and B-body chassis without the fabrication headaches of other link kits. The tricky part is getting the bar lengths dialed in exactly to spec. Here’s what the swap actually involves.
A Plymouth Valiant was never supposed to be a burnout car, but Chrysler’s compact-fit 273 V8 changed the compact sedan’s reputation the moment it arrived in 1964. From a modest 180-horsepower debut to the hotter 235-horsepower Commando 273, this small-block became the foundation of Chrysler’s entire LA-series V8 family. Watch what happens when that engine gets asked to do something Chrysler never intended.
Real 427 Cobras are so rare that almost nobody actually drives one, they’re locked away in collections. That scarcity built an entire kit car industry, with companies like Factory Five recreating the exact look and feel of Shelby’s most famous car for builders willing to do the work themselves. The side-oiler 427 under this one’s hood is the same engine that made the original a legend. Here’s what goes into building a Cobra when you can’t buy the real thing.
This “look son” meme swaps a real stargazing lesson for a joke about exhaust smoke standing in for clouds — a format that’s been recycled across the internet for years and adapted heavily by muscle car pages. It’s humor that pokes fun at old-school emissions habits while quietly celebrating the era before catalytic converters cleaned everything up. Here’s what’s actually going on behind the punchline.