Overshadowed in the annals of musclecardom by its more-brightly-colored, cheaper or sportier brethren, the top-trim Plymouth B-Body was nonetheless a helluva car. We think if we were a swinging early thirtysomething car guy in '67, we just might pop down to our Plymouth dealer and pick one up. Hemi, please.

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