Party on, Garth.
This is the 1978-80 Pacer. I do have a sick attraction to them. The proportions just seem spacy and right. It doesn’t hurt that it looks like a grown up Porsche 928, especially the ’75-77 Pacers with the thin horizontal grille that could be just bumper gap. I do like the later, stupid and out-of-place grill – for some reason, that colossally bad idea on paper actually worked. For me. It defies any explanation. It didn’t work for anyone else – sales of the entire three years with the extra nose were less than any one year of the original front end.
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