THE RAMPER I’m not new to Corvairs , we go way back. I was 15 in 1978, and my father was dumb enough to let me buy a derelict 1963 Monza 900 coupe, no floorboards, someone had poured white house paint in the engine, more dents than aluminum foil, and it barely rolled. All for $125, my net worth at the time. Two years later it ran with a garage paint job, and I loved it. Corvairs are just a thing. My '63 coupe at a Corvair Show in Atlanta (around 1994) Since then, I have restored a ‘62 Corvair Spyder convertible and got ‘63 Spyder coupe back up and running, and I have worked on who knows how many Corvairs that weren’t mine. I helped start and wrote a newsletter for a local Corvair club, I drank the Corvair Kool-Aid deeply. But in 2006, I sold them and thought I was over Corvairs... My '62 Spyder around 1997 I didn't restore my '63 Spyder coupe but I should have! (Around 2006) Twenty years later, the itch came back. I needed a new pr...