July 2nd, 2015. This fine example of automobile negligence came into my life. I had a perfectly good 1990 Corvette with a 383, nice paint, nice interior, 6 speed manual. The car was nice. And driveable. So it makes perfect sense that I would sell it and buy this piece of shit. No engine. No transmission. No radiator. No carpet. No rust. Just kidding–plenty of rust.
This 1978 Pontiac Firebird Esprit with a Formula 400 hood and Trans Am spoiler would some day become the world famous Fireturd, but for now it was just a sad shitbox.