We suppose it goes without saying that there’s no accounting for taste. Sure, we all have certain things we prefer over others, and sometimes, our tastes go against conventional trends, but that’s OK…right? Well, in most cases, we’d agree except for today. Bryan at BangShift.com dug out these pictures back in early summer and we just…there’s just no words to describe how truly awful this machine is.
What looks to be either a ’66 or ’67 Plymouth Belvedere or Satellite, the entirely of the car has turned into the automotive equivalent of Pee-Wee Herman’s bicycle. Drenched in a pale-almost Butternut Yellow paint scheme, the Plymouth touts a whole lot of fiberglass and body filler in order to incorporate the Nissan Altima taillights, rounded rear bumper and decklid gills. The massive rear wing is almost comical were it not such an affront to the laws of aerodynamics.
Side portals give the Plymouth’s already complicated quarter panels a failed starship appearance, while the opera windows in the C-pillars not only strike a late ’70s disco van feel, but likely weaken the overall integrity of the car. All across the poor B-body’s lines are grotesque airbrushed bumblebees that look a lot like something the owner’s mother doodled, and the huge polished lake pipes only assure us that the designer was a 7-year-old boy (pay no attention that a quartet of polished tips jut out below the rear bumper).
Alas the front. The poor, poor front. More re-purposed Nissan lighting is found up front grafted into a depressing Daytona-style nose and cobbled-together air dam. But because aerodynamics have nothing to do with this design, a goofy bumblebee hood ornament replaces the Plymouth piece. Obviously far too much money was spent on a project that could’ve been better spent benefiting children’s cancer research, relocating refugees from terrorist territories or rolled up tightly and crammed up the owner’s derriere.