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My dad bought his 1973 orange convertible Corvette in 1975. He passed away working on the car in 1977. Shortly after, my mom sold the car. I always wondered what happened to it. I had kept all the titles showing the VIN and over the years attempted to track the car down. In 2015, I started having really vivid dreams about it. I could see it rolling down what appeared to be the inter-coastal highway. This dream reoccurred for several days. I told my wife I was getting closure after 35 years. I tried all the websites, forums and clubs to no avail.
Finally, I used instavin.com and there it was! It had just been titled and it was still here in Michigan. I started emailing all the clubs again, asking for help, but nothing came of it. I resorted to hand writing letters to the people last associated with it.
Within a week, the gentleman who owned it responded. When he described the car, I was shocked that it was still running and sounded as though it was still the same. Later that week, we met and the car threw me back to when I was seven years old. Everything on the car was exactly as my dad left it all those years ago. Touching the car filled a void in my life that I had only dreamed about. I asked him what his plans were, he explained he was going to work on it as a project, but hadn't bought any parts yet. He then asked me to make him an offer on it! My childhood dream was right before my eyes, so I made an offer and he accepted saying, "This is your daddy's car, who am I to stand in your way?"
I sobbed all the way home and then again when I drove it home a short time later. So now the slow and arduous task begins to bring it back to my dad's standards!