I don’t want to make light of what may be a very serious situation for this seller, but I wonder what “desperate times” would have caused him to purchase these two cars in the first place. I appreciate the many varied forms of car enthusiasm, but I have to think that Chevette owners hold a unique place in that group. To each their own, but I can’t think of one redeeming quality (a word not often used in the same sentence as “Chevette”) that these cars offer. When they were new they were murderously slow, shoddily built, ugly, and one of the reasons GM lost so much market share to the imports. The prospect of driving one thirty years later is even less appetizing.
Even the most delusional Chevette owner would chuckle at the idea of these cars being “true American classic(s),” but this seller has no qualms about making such a claim. I suppose there would be some comedic value in buying this matching pair of crapboxes, but that laughter would quickly devolve into tears once you realized you dropped $1300 on two examples of a car that was considered a hairshirt form of transportation a generation ago. If you’re looking for some sort of ironic commentary on the state of malaise-era automobiles, I’d recommend a Pinto or an AMC product before this woeful duo.