Normally, I’d like to have some context to go here. Something about the build, something about the owner, anything about the car. Really…I’ve got nothing. I found this by accident while looking up different kinds of Gen III Hemi swapped vehicles for some kind of inspiration today. So, what I can tell you: It’s a 1960 Plymouth, I’d bet a Savoy, and it’s rocking a 2003 5.7 mill in lieu of whatever B-series big block it originally came with. It’s barking out of Magnaflow exhaust, the front suspension has been reworked some, it’s on bags, and it’s wearing Japanese plates front and rear. It’s the last car on Earth I was actually expecting to see. It’s the last car I would’ve given any sort of thought to. But it pulls everything together nicely…not quite lowrider, not quite kustom, but a nice meet-in-the-middle point with a noise we all can enjoy.
Sadly, this Plymouth is probably lighter than the donor Ram. Probably lighter than Angry Grandpa is, too. And nobody is going to ignore it when it rolls on past.