So it turns out that the devil is a street racer and seems to prefer Chevelles. This astounding 1967 Chevelle SS tribute makes no bones about its take-no-prisoners attitude and if youre a fan of black, nothing on four wheels has ever worn it so well.
Every square inch of the Chevelles sleek body was straightened, smoothed, blocked, and buffed before that miles-deep black paint went on. Realistic-looking flames were artfully airbrushed over the front fenders, doors, and quarters, then the whole thing was polished to a show-stopping shine. There was no pretense of making it factory-correct, although it isnt an original SS and it does wear SS badges today, but does it even matter? A cowl-induction hood was installed after having a massive hole cut in it, but thats the only non-stock panel on the exterior of the car, and again, it doesnt really have much to do with the quality of the car, which is simply off-the-charts. Most of the trim, including the grille, bumpers, and window surrounds, has been painted black to blend in with the bodywork, giving the car an insanely sinister look that definitely gets noticed, never mind the giant engine hanging out of the hood or the cackling side pipes. This sucker just looks nasty.
Its a street car, of course, but the race-quality gear inside speaks of this Chevelles performance potential, which is considerable. Supportive bucket seats are trimmed in black and hold you in place like their surfaces are covered in Velcro. A 6-point cage is there for safety and structural strength, yet doesnt really get in the way of the doors thanks to sloping side bars. RCI harnesses help with the performance feel and might be necessary at the track, and its nice to see that the original back seat is still there, just in case you have some nimble friends who want to come along. The original dash is augmented by a few Auto Meter instruments and a monster tach and the leather wrappers on the Grant GT wheel reinforce the performance vibe. Hurst supplied the 4-speed shifter and cue ball knob, which is the primary source of entertainment, since there is no radio (do you really need one in a car like this?). The Chevelles ample trunk has been filled with a fuel cell and battery box, plus the down bars for the cage, all helping it work better when it matters.
The heart of the beast is a 383 cubic inch stroker, to which a Weiand blower and dual quads were added. The dream was to build an outrageous monster whose engine would tower over the roof, and theyve certainly succeeded. But if you look closer, the thing is just beautifully built. First off, everything under the hood is either black or carbon fiber, including the twin Edelbrock carburetors and the blower itself. An Edelbrock intake is one of the few shiny bits under the hood and the valve covers have been painted to match the bodywork, flames and all. Long-tube headers dump into those brutal black side pipes and the 4-speed spins a 12-bolt with its own flamed cover. The suspension is fairly stock, but it has a nasty rake and sits just right on those 20-inch Valente wheels (in black, naturally) which wear 235/35/20 front and 285/40/20 rear performance radials.
No, this car isnt for everyone but if a subtle kind of overkill is your thing, cars like this just dont come along all that often. Call today!