The GTO Story
         In 1972, Eddy was three years old and his dad bought a '66 GTO. He wanted one ever since.
            Fast forward thirteen years. He'd been drawing GTO's in art class for years to quench his thirst. After helping restore a few cars with his dad, plus at age 14, a '69 Chevelle and a '63 Impala SS of his own, they go into a speed shop in Clear Lake, Texas where Ed spies a business card that reads "'67 GTO for Parts". He plucks it from the bulletin board and takes it home. The voice on the other end of the phone says the car is all there, except the "T shaped piece between the grilles" He asks how much and the reply is "Aw hell, I'll let ya have the whole thing for $200", to which he replies "Where is it."

              January 19, 1985. He goes to look it over. It's in a storage lot that looks like a tin shanty town. The hood is leaning against the wall, the grille and bumper are gone. The car was light blue with a white vinyl top, white interior and steelie wheels with the deluxe hubcaps with the three bar centers, but the familiar tone of brown covers most of it. The fenders are gold. The seats are covered in black mold. All that remains of the vinyl top is what's around the edges and the two seams. The rear deck has so much rust that it separates from the rear windshield if you push down on it. has factory gauges. That alone sold the car.

               Ed tears into it and restores it over the course of two years. New trunk pan fabricated from 14ga sheet, rear deck from a '66 Tempest, converted it to 4 speed, the 400 now has around 400 hp, posi-trac from a '72 Cutlass 442, Ralley 2 wheels, black interior from a '67 Lemans with the appropriate GTO badging, and topped it off with candy tangerine over a gold base.

               He drives that thing all through high school, college, the beginning of his "career", then, in 1994, they're involved in a wreck. A Toyota four wheel drive pick-up pulls out in front of him in a construction zone. The GTO hits the truck, then the barrier wall. The truck spins around to catch the Goat on the quarter panel which sends the passenger quarter into the wall. All four corners of the Goat are toast.

                That's the bad news. The good news is the settlement actually nets enough to rebuild. Ed calls all his contacts and comes up with another '67 from a shop that specializes in GTO's. He works a deal to buy just the body and rolling chassis. Then ALL of the undamaged parts and units are pulled from the wrecked car and go into the "new " body. Where some will swap engines or interiors, Ed swapped the sheetmetal. This time, the Goat is '93 Trans Am deep aqua.(deep green with a blue pearl)

                 After a few trophies and a lot of in-town mileage, not to mention it sits outside all the time, it was time for another paint job. So in 1997, Ed tears into it again, trying some tricks he learned from some local pros in the business. He paints it '96 Mustang teal to sort of remind him of the marina blues, only updated. The Goat picks up a few more trophies here and there and always gets thumbs up from people all over the place.

                  This brings us to the current time. The tricks of the locals didn't really last as long as reported. The car still looks good but it needs another complete job. The GTO was 18 years old when Ed originally bought it. He's had it longer than that. So he's in that process of aquiring the parts to do a full restoration and he's going to return it to the way it was in the 80's, only better. Candy tangerine over new sheetmetal, six-speed, fuel injection, you know the drill. He wants this to be the last build this car will ever need.

                    Currently, Ed and his family enjoy the GTO on weekends. Ed still floors it in all four gears and it still cheerfully delivers a giant goofy smile to his face every time he hears the tires screaming. They keep her waxed and maintained in order to have fun until she goes under the knife for the last time.