We've been walking by this forlorn Valiant derivative for a week or so now, and every time we see it, our heart sinks a bit. Oh, sweet little A-Body, won't somebody take you home, love you, buff you out and buy you a new fender and headlight assembly? Maybe slip a nice 340 between the rails of your front subframe? You just look so morose; like an automotive Strong Sad knowing that some Mustang's going to come along and make fun of you. But remember, little Barracuda: the Hemi Under Glass wasn't a lowly pony; it was a snarling, roaring, wheelstanding fish. So buck up.