My first car was my Dad’s old ‘74 Capri. He would work on it under the tree in the side yard. I would run to the basement to get tools. I learned how to drive in that car. Drove it to High School. I loved it. But in Ohio, things rust and eventually the old girl went to the junk yard. Ten years ago I got this 1972 Capri with the 2600 V6. This is the car I always wanted. It was my daily driver for years in California and even after I moved to Colorado. But I always wanted to restore it. Well, a friend of a friend owns a body shop. The classic story- we’ll work it in between paying jobs. They did a fantastic job. Now I’m putting her back together.
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