I've made the Gavril PROJECT '84, a V8-powered sedan going 240 miles an hour. The perfect poster child of the cocaine-filled '80s. Link- https://www.beamng.com/threads/gavril-project-84.74418/
STORY TIME: It Stays in Family He still wonders why on Earth did he pick up the phone. Could have gone to voicemail. Could have switched it off completely. Or thrown it out the window. But she's been talking at him for the past 15 minutes about some sort of convoluted issue only know to a select few which probably isn't even an issue. To make it worse it's on handsfree and Brad has been sitting next to him through all of it. Poor guy has been trying hard not to laugh his head off and has been pointing out quietly that he can just hang up. Instead of taking his advice he's been going through the whole "I know" "Is that so?" "You're right" routine every guy in the world knows by heart. I swear that routine saves more lives than airbags. They've been driving to meet up with a new client who has been accused of fraud and money laundering amongst other things. It's normal for him and Brad to deal with some of these characters and work miracles. Obviously miracles aren't free so he's been making a decent living. House, car, boat, private school for the 2 kids and then there's his wife of 13 years who has expensive taste in just about everything. Suddenly he appears to be totally distracted by something on the street. A rush of blood goes to his head and heart starts to beat through his chest. Brad notices and looks at him wondering what's so interesting to turn his head like that. "Sorry honey. Gotta go. Say hi to.... who was that you are catching up with today? Stacey?" "It's Angela, Anton. It's Angela. You don't listen to me....you never do!" "Yea....right...Angela. Talk to you later. Love you. Bye" "Anto...." He swiftly does one of his trademark illegal U-turns. No indicating or anything. Brad isn't really obsessed with cars or driving. His cars mostly look good on the driveway or carpark. Anything more than that, he's not that keen. Didn't stop him getting an ETK K-Series tt Sport Plus with every freakin option ticked. Sometimes he is genuinely afraid of Anton's driving so much that he actually bought him a "Sorry, my ETK is out of blinker fluid" t-shirt for his birthday. "Dude.... What the hell??!!?? A bit of notice would be nice". "The car!" He stops next to the kerb and jumps out in a rush. "It's the car! I can't believe it" "Does look pretty hot." Both walking towards the ETK dealership and Brad turns to walk in only to notice Anton walks right past it. "Ahm....dealership is here. Cars are here. Where are you going?" "Not the Trackday K-Series! The Charger!" pointing towards something that resembles a 1970 Dodge Charger on the back of a tow truck stopped right next to dealership. "Excuse me? That's not a car that's a shipwreck." Anton stops next to the truck and looks star struck like he's seen Captain America in the flesh..... or Oprah. "Dude...this thing is toast!" Anton's phone rings. Caller ID "Honey Bunny". He hangs up. "I don't think Honey Bunny will be happy with you." "Don't care. I think she will survive the trauma." Anton replies. The Charger looks beat up to say the least. It looks like it was rolled and there's both doors missing. Rust has settled in on the once bright yellow body and looks like there is a tree growing in its boot too. One wheel is missing and half the interior is ripped to pieces. It's got no steering wheel and looks like part of the suspension has collapsed. The bonnet is strapped to the body and looks dented. "She's seen better days eh?" the tow truck driver says with his head out the window. "Indeed she has. Where are you taking it?" "Some guy's family sold it to the wrecker. Old chap wanted to fix it up but ran out of days. I'm just driving it out there." "How much did he buy it for?" "Few hundred bucks or something" "I'm buying it off him. Give me his number, I want to call him right now. Brad, call the office and tell Lisa to cancel our meeting." His phone rings again.... "Honey Bunny".... Hangs up. "Honey Bunny is getting pissed. She couldn't finish her story about her best friends issues." "Don't care. I'll get some flowers on the way back and pretend I'm listening to the rest of the story." "You're not seriously considering buying this? I mean I know what a Charger is .... kind of.... but this....this is a garden bed not a car. It used to be one. Can't you just buy something with all 4 wheels on it? Why the desperation to buy this?" "That's my grandfather's car!" "How can you be so sure?" "I know those plates." pointing towards an old rusty set of California plates. He had a really strong relationship with his grandfather who stepped in as a father figure for him when his dad died when he was 6 months old. His grandfather drove that Charger everywhere since he was young. He had bought it as a damaged vehicle in 72 and fixed it up for cheap. He was always telling stories about his life and that car. That was the car he drove when he met his grandmother - trying to buy liquor with fake ID. The car was there when they went on that month long road trip before college. It was still there when his dad was born. Unfortunately the car was sold in the late 90s when his grandfather's construction company went under. He tried to hold on to the car but needed to go. He passed away 2 years later. Anton has tried to look for the car since he got his business going but he never tracked it down. The call with the owner went as expected. Anton didn't even ask. He told the guy he's buying his car for $2000. Guy was over the moon especially since he got the cash within the hour. The car's hands free announces through the speakers "Incoming call from......Honey Bunny". "Oh oh. This is gonna be good!" says Brad "Hey honey" "Anton.... what the hell...there's this truck backing on our driveway with a piece of crap on it. He says you bought it!" "Oh yeah I did. Tell him to drop it there on the driveway." "Are you drunk?" "Not really. Will be home in 45 minutes. Love you. Bye" "I swear to...." Anton hangs up. "Need a couch for tonight?" "Nah..." "So... what will you do with it? Not Honey Bunny.... the Titanic you just bought." "Rebuild." "Ahm.... right.... where do you even start?" Within the week Anton got a hold of a workshop he found which was restoring classic cars. Some of their work was spectacular and they really knew how to rebuild restomods. Car was booked and work commenced by the end of the month. It took 18 months but it was totally worth it. He never drove a classic car before. Upon advice, he was sold on the idea that some modern tech would turn this into a beast of a car. The lines were kept very close to the original. A mat grey colour applied and a new set of original 14 inch wheels slapped on. The engine was rebuilt and tuned by Shadow to pump out 480hp and a redline of 700rpm (compared to 425hp at 5000 rpm stock). A new 5 speed manual gearbox was put in with a geared LSD. A new set of brakes were put in with vented discs ABS. Power steering was added to make life easy. Interior was rebuilt close to original type black leather seats.
