Every classic car has a story. I am a 57 Plymouth Savoy. My life started in 1957 when I was sold to my first owner Frank Lallemand. He was a mechanic and kept me running like a top. We took local trips for a while then he decided to see the states we took a 5 month trip around the states. When he came back everything went smoothly until I was 12 years old, and his insurance company raised his premiums because of my age. He bought a newer car and put me in storage. I stayed there until 1990 when he gave me to his nephew.
His nephew Don decided to give me new life, over a few years I got new fiberglass front fenders, new rocker panels, and rear quarter panels. My body was in pretty good shape because Frank had coated me with black roofing cement. Don cleaned all that off repaired a rust hole in my floor; he did some chassis work rear springs and shocks, brakes, brake lines, master cylinder, fuel lines, and pump.
Don had my engine and transmission overhauled; while he was doing this work he found two donor cars to help the restoration. He also redid my interior with seat covers and new door panels.
He sent my bumpers out to have them chromed and while he was on a business trip to Nevada found my original badging and some splash pans I was missing.
He then took me to a body shop for a final go over and a sky blue paint job.
Today I run great my push-button transmission shifts well and my park brake works.
It has been a while now since I was restored I have some scratches and paint chips here and there If you like old cars and want one to cruise, show. and take the kids or grandkids out in I would be a perfect low-cost choice.
