If you’ve got a spare Supermarine Spitfire engine lying around, and have unlimited time and money, you too can own a 1955 Chevy Bel Air with a 3000 HP engine rammed into it. It helps if you’re crazy, or Australian, which is a lot the same. But then again, I’m an American, which is like an Australian only with better diction.

Somewhat disappointed that the owner wouldn’t allow the host to let this bad boy off the leash. I wanted to see it take off, or explode, or go supernova, or whatever might happen when that sort of pedal hits that sort of metal. A feller can dream.