So here it is. My neglected 1972 Supreme. I bought this in 2003 or 2004 in Fayetteville, NC and drove it until it started raining inside the car and the front A arm bushings went bad. I parked it in 2007 thinking I would just amass parts needed to get it all right and I had a pretty good head start. Almost 12 years later, cancer has taken hold of her body and she is in a sad state. I am a realist. I did this to the car. It is the quintessential, "ran when parked and had a near perfect body" story. Well, she still runs and drives and moves on her own power. Started it up and it ran amazingly well on the bad gas. Has an oil leak of course and the power steering pump or hoses are shot so no driving it any distance. Roof is completely rotten. As in, don't set a ratchet on the roof, it will probably fall through. I'd imagine the worst for the floors. The once pretty blue interior is mold infested now. The lower quarters are now done, and the door trim has rot behind it. Lower fender dog legs are junk now too. I'm just disgusted with myself for doing this. I will eventually figure out what to do with her. But right now misery loves company.