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Friday Afternoon Bonus Edition: A 1965 Impala SS

Now this olelongrooffan has made no secret that I am a big fan of full size mid 60’s American Iron (and a whole bunch of other crap also). When I was just mere lad, my folks Hooned us around in a series of Microbuses and Country Squires but one of my favorites has always been the full size Chevrolets of 1965 and 66. The SS variety just is the icing on the cake.

If I am not mistaken, the Super Sport moniker was offered on the full size line through the 67 redesign while simultatiously offered on the Chevelle body style as well.  There were many varieties of engines available from this 283 all the way up to a 396. The 409 was offered early in 65 but discontinued that model year.  As an aside, for Hoonimas last year our Amazon longroof driving friend from the Hoosier state sent me a framed 8×10 real old world photo of a 66 longruf he captured at a car show and it is proudly displayed on one of my walls at the Taj Mahal.

I did have an opportunity to chat it up a bit with the co-owner of this car when he came out of our trailer parts showroom.  He pulled some in progress restoration photos on a display off the car cover wadded up in the rear seat.  I was looking at them and mentioned it looked like there was only surface rust on the floor of the trunk.

He mentioned the windshield surrounds had had a thorough working over and the driver’s side front fender came from a parts yard in Portland, Oregon.  “How the hell did you get it here?” 

“My hippy kid was out there in his old Westie and he stopped by, picked it up and brought it home for us,” was his reply.  I felt rather honored he didn’t feel the need to ask me if I knew what a Westie is.

Now Jenn Dunnaway over at Autoholics is probably going to kick my butt for not following her auto shooting guidelines as in these two images I didn’t get the whole car in them.  Well, sorry Jenn but maybe that could be fun.

The Bus-Plunge’s PvtRN had a cherry red 66 just like this one back in the day.  I’m pretty sure it had the rectangular tail lights that carry over to 67 before reverting to the round ones on the 68 like the Belair I used to own.  All the way around a sweet ride this one is.

Now don’t begrudge this SS for having a slushbox in it.  At least it is a floor mounted shifter with the console mounted clock and see that gauge to the right of that radio. It is a manifold vacuum gauge FTW.

Image Copyright Redusernab 2012/longrooffan

  • RL Elliott

    Back in the heyday of the GM Lakewood plant in Atlanta, they would mask off the fence surrounding the parking lot to "hide" the new models from prying eyes. I remember that people would poke holes to get a view. Upon first sight of the 65's, I thought that they were HIDEOUS (in comparison to the 64's). Then, in 66, the squared off update rolled out, and my view began to change. Nowadays, they ALL are beautiful to me!! This car is gorgeous; excepting for the buckets and console, it is identical to one that I owned briefly!

  • Mr. Smee

    Every single one of these I see at a show-and-shine has a time-out kid propped up on the bumper. I think they are actually glued on.

  • SS was essentially an appearance package. Not sure about the years at hand, but in the early '60s it could be had irrespective of engine size, or even cylinder count.

  • dukeisduke

    This one has a tach, too. The big round gauge above the a/c controls. When I was a kid, the next door neighbors had a brand new '65 SS hardtop, in light metallic blue (Mist Blue, according to paintref.com). Another lady that lived across the alley had a '65 Biscayne 4-door sedan, a six banger with a 'glide, in Sierra Tan.

  • I love Chevies of this vintage. Same year as my Malibu SS, I'm pretty sure it had the same center console.

  • Mister X

    Oh man, back in '72 when I lived at my uncle's in S. CA, he had a yellow '66 Caprice with a 396 in it, and used to leave the keys under the front seat… sooooo, being a teenager without a running car at that point (broken), I'd go out real late at night into the LA basin freeways and joy ride at high speeds with nobody on the highways. It's loads of fun piloting such a behemoth when the power steering belt suddenly comes off too!

  • salguod

    One of my favorite memories of being a hotel doorman in college was the 60-70 year old woman who pulled into the hotel in a '65 (I believe) Impala SS convertible. Black with a red interior and a white top. I want to say it was a 327, but I don't recall for certain. What is certain is that it was 3 on the tree, and she asked me if I knew how to drive one. I could drive a stick, of course, but I never had driven a column shift. Afraid she wouldn't let me park it, I answered of course. I mean, there are only 4 gears to choose from, how hard could it be?

    It didn't matter, really, because I wasn't going to let the valets take it 3 blocks to our garage (our 30's vintage hotel had no garage), I simply tucked t into a spot right there at the door, driving it all of maybe 20 feet.

    That and the '64 Torodado, 50's RR and the lone Ferrari (Mondial) that I drove were among the highlights of my career as a doorman. That and forcing Carl Linder, arguably the most powerful man in Cincinnati at the time (I had no idea who he was) to leave me the keys to his new RR Convertible if he was going to park it in front of the building (which I think he owned).

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