It took me six weeks to get around to writing, but Part 20 of the Impala Hell Project saga is done. If you haven’t read Parts 1 through 19, go here.

I mentioned my 1993 experience as a Fish Driver in the latest installment of the ’65 Impala Hell Project series, but didn’t want to clog up the gallery with too many Fish Driving photographs. While I was grinding it out at this unpleasant delivery-truck gig, I had an idea that I would record a Murilee […]

The 1965 Chevy Impala sedan I owned from 1990 through 2000 was the most significant motor vehicle I’ve ever owned— more miles driven, more hours of wrenching, more junkyard trips, more everything than any other car or truck. Finally, I’m writing its story. Head over to TTAC to read the first five parts.