Even at a major Mopar event like the Holley Moparty, a car like Greg James’ 1964 Plymouth Sport Fury stands out. The rough-and-tumble intermediate Mopar B-Body sits on a grassy rise adjoining Bowling Green, Kentucky’s Beech Bend Raceway Park wearing its many small dings and scuffs like proud battle scars. One can’t help but call to mind Richard Petty’s breakout 1964 season, with nine NASCAR victories including his first Daytona 500 win in a Hemi-powered Plymouth Fury that looked just like this one. You’re drawn to it and move to take a closer look as if pulled by an invisible tractor beam.
The windows on the old Plymouth are open. As a car guy, you take this as an invitation of sorts. You stick your head through the open driver’s side window and are immediately overcome with nostalgia. It’s far from pristine, yet it is perfect. The sun-baked cockpit of the Sport Fury is redolent with faint hints of oil, gas, vinyl, mildew, and cigarettes smoked half a century ago. A chrome shift lever pokes out of the console of the bucket seat car, its four-speed manual gearbox beckoning.
Your orbit around the car begins in earnest as you note the original trim, the patina’d factory paint, and the original dealership decal from Driver Motor Company of Mayfield, Kentucky, a dealership that still exists today. The hood is up, so you take a peek. You’re rewarded with the sight of a 383-cubic-inch 4bbl. big-block Wedge unsullied by the normal sort of cheap decorative tchotchkes with which most other show cars are festooned. Greg James’ Plymouth looks as if spat out of a time machine from 1971, when it would’ve been an unassuming jalopy sitting on the back row of a used car lot in a small rural town. Today, that look is known as survivor patina—something that can’t be bought for any price.
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