Customer requested a narrated Overview video of PPI for this 1967 Chevrolet Impala SS from Whyte Knyte inspection services LLC. So... here you go and thank you for following our suggestion to always www.checkitbeforeyoubuyit.com
My 67 is pretty close in that condition. Some butchery going on here and there, but she was solid. Ended up making her a good functional driver. Wish my paint was at least as nice as this one. Cheers guys.
U know I gotta do it... Carry on, my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher But I flew too high Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I'm dreaming I can hear them say Carry on, my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, well It surely means that I don't know On a stormy sea of moving emotion Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more, no Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, nothing equals the splendor Now your life's no longer empty Surely heaven waits for you Carry on, my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry, don't you cry no more No more