I wouldn't buy it from this A-HOLE.
"On Nov-08-13 at 06:29:16 PST, seller added the following information:
I will restate what I have told countless prospective buyers who keep emailing me, because no one reads anything anymore, perhaps a more direct message will be more impactful:
Yes, This is an original, unrestored car. It only has 11,300 miles. Really. The paint is near flawless and original as is the vinyl half top, interior, e.g. It has never been in rain or snow.
I even have the original owners' notes indicating the date, miles and nature of every little trip this car took - get gas, go to church, go visit Joe and Ida, e.g.
The undercarriage is perfect and factory undercoated and no I am not going to go outside in my pajamas to take photos of the wiper arms or the little screws which hold the side marker lamps in.
No, it doesn't have a console. If it did, it would magically appear in the photos of the interior which you didn't look at. No, it's not red, black or silver. No, it's not the 1 of 1 Hemi Cordoba made specifically for Lee Iaccocca's housekeeper or Ricardo Montalban's acting coach. No, it doesn't have an eight track. No, there is no police package Cordoba. No, it wasn't featured on an episode of Laverne and Shirley or Fantasy Island. It's not a Sport Fury, a Chrysler 300 Letter Car, a Norseman, A Road Runner, a Demon or a Cuda. It is what it is. A spectacular example of one of the cars which pulled Chrysler's corporate coconuts out of the firepit on Fantasy Island.
I don't care what your 1987 issue of the Blue Book says what you think it's worth. I don't care what you think it's worth. The only thing more absurd than "blue book" values are the people who read them. I'd like to find a 1971 Hemi Cuda Convertible in Plum Crazy for $7750.00 or a 1970 Chevelle SS Big Block convertible for $6350.00 too.
Do I think you could put a crate motor in it and a set of Magnum 500 wheels on it? I think if you buy it you could tie dye the Corinthian leather and put shag rug inside the engine compartment and a lava lamp on the dash. Once it's yours, your good or bad taste may prevail.
What's it worth? It's worth what someone will pay for it, recognizing it's an 11,000 mile survivor Mopar.
What "does I need to get for it?" "What's yo reserve, bro?" or ever so eloquent, "How much?" If you have to ask, you can't afford to cruise around with your butt sitting on Soft Corinthian Leather and you will only drive this car in the Fantasy Island of your mind.
If you don't have the money, the appreciation, the spousal approval, the garage space, or the appetite for this car, with all due respect, take your blue book and go home and watch reruns."
"On Nov-08-13 at 06:29:16 PST, seller added the following information:
I will restate what I have told countless prospective buyers who keep emailing me, because no one reads anything anymore, perhaps a more direct message will be more impactful:
Yes, This is an original, unrestored car. It only has 11,300 miles. Really. The paint is near flawless and original as is the vinyl half top, interior, e.g. It has never been in rain or snow.
I even have the original owners' notes indicating the date, miles and nature of every little trip this car took - get gas, go to church, go visit Joe and Ida, e.g.
The undercarriage is perfect and factory undercoated and no I am not going to go outside in my pajamas to take photos of the wiper arms or the little screws which hold the side marker lamps in.
No, it doesn't have a console. If it did, it would magically appear in the photos of the interior which you didn't look at. No, it's not red, black or silver. No, it's not the 1 of 1 Hemi Cordoba made specifically for Lee Iaccocca's housekeeper or Ricardo Montalban's acting coach. No, it doesn't have an eight track. No, there is no police package Cordoba. No, it wasn't featured on an episode of Laverne and Shirley or Fantasy Island. It's not a Sport Fury, a Chrysler 300 Letter Car, a Norseman, A Road Runner, a Demon or a Cuda. It is what it is. A spectacular example of one of the cars which pulled Chrysler's corporate coconuts out of the firepit on Fantasy Island.
I don't care what your 1987 issue of the Blue Book says what you think it's worth. I don't care what you think it's worth. The only thing more absurd than "blue book" values are the people who read them. I'd like to find a 1971 Hemi Cuda Convertible in Plum Crazy for $7750.00 or a 1970 Chevelle SS Big Block convertible for $6350.00 too.
Do I think you could put a crate motor in it and a set of Magnum 500 wheels on it? I think if you buy it you could tie dye the Corinthian leather and put shag rug inside the engine compartment and a lava lamp on the dash. Once it's yours, your good or bad taste may prevail.
What's it worth? It's worth what someone will pay for it, recognizing it's an 11,000 mile survivor Mopar.
What "does I need to get for it?" "What's yo reserve, bro?" or ever so eloquent, "How much?" If you have to ask, you can't afford to cruise around with your butt sitting on Soft Corinthian Leather and you will only drive this car in the Fantasy Island of your mind.
If you don't have the money, the appreciation, the spousal approval, the garage space, or the appetite for this car, with all due respect, take your blue book and go home and watch reruns."