This is the car I learned to work on cars with.
Some people say everything has a price, some people would sell a car they love in a heartbeat, and I get that...but such is not the case for my Chevy.
This car has defied all logic running when it should not have on several occasions.
Sadly, after moving here alone to Las Vegas, I had an almost immediate shift in priorities; Pink Chevy not being one of them, in order for me to survive.
We (Pink Chevy & I) enjoyed a level of celebrity in Philly, despite not being the "most" of anything except maybe pink. People knew us, little girls squealed with joy at the sight of us, police usually let us go with just a warning.
Now here in Vegas, after the optispark burned out and the dealer gave me what I believe to be the wrong replacement, it sits in waiting, while I continue to work towards the right circumstances to put in a cool new motor worth our time.
If you've ever changed the optispark on a Chevy Caprice or Impala, you know what I'm talking about. If you haven't, let me just say, the optispark or distributor for this car is fixed BEHIND the water-pump, a horrible choice of location. Once they burn out, get wet, etc...it can be hell.
Since this car came with the smallest v8, a 4.3, I attempted the opti once, and now I'm over it. Too much aggravation for a motor I don't want to keep anyway. It has other issues, but the idea is to do a complete overhaul; check out my Wishlist Post to see my big expensive no idea how its going to become reality Plan.
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