Blast doesn't even come close to describing my trip. Wouldn't really matter what kind of car a person had.
I got the 66 SF 3 years ago. Only put a couple tanks of fuel thru it the first summer I was constantly diagnosing and fixing little issues. Stupid things that were the result of repair shops over the years.
2nd summer I had it out 2 times and radiator developed a leak. Car got parked.
I have several c body cars and always have something to drive.
Over the past winter I had the radiator rebuilt.
My 833 would jump out of 3rd when decelerating, plus the clutch chattered taking off. I found car had a new disc and pressure plate and a ****** flywheel. Oh yea, the trans input shaft had been chopped off for a cast crank but they forgot to install the magnum roller bearing. I found a brass bushing in the crankshaft. Receipt for this expert work was in the folder that came with the car. Luckily I found out before it ruined the input shaft bearing.
I installed new flywheel, clutch disc and pressure plate, and a OD 833. I have mixed opinions on OD trans. Story for a different day.
Also the international border was looking like it might allow me to finally go south.
Then I had the challenge of trying to coordinate someone to keep a eye on things while I would be away. With a farm you can't just lock the door and take off.
So mid June it's kinda looking like it might work.
I'd had the car out for several drives this spring and early summer. I figured there was a possibility it might hold together for a longer run. I rounded up and boxed spare parts along with basic tools.
I put 1850 miles on the SF. Went thru 3 quarts of oil. Valve cover and timing chain gaskets leaked some of it. I averaged 15 miles to imperial gallon. Best tank full was 20 mpg. Head Wind was biggest factor. And I pushed into lots of wind.
The only issue with the car was that I found out that my accelerator pump don't work. Guess I don't drive it hard enough to have known that.
I encountered unlimited newer big money cars, with tinted glass and AC cranked up, cruise control, top quality tunes and who knows what else. And I'm blasting down the highway with windows down listening to my glass packs. With a **** eating grin that money can't buy.
I wouldn't have traded my old Plymouth for anything that I encountered on the interstate.
In reality these people with the fancy cars definitely wouldn't trade cars with me. Actually likely pointed and laughed at the goof without AC on such a hot day.