Do you have an escape plan for when society finally crumbles? If not the you should, and today's Nice Price or Crack Pipe Kingwood Camper might make for a perfect post-collapse mobile stronghold, that is if its price isn't apocalyptic.
You know what would have been pretty earth shattering? If yesterday's 1996 turbo-V8 equipped Mercury Marquis hadn't walked off the stage with a healthy Nice Price win. Fortunately, 68% of you kept the planet spinning for yet another day.
Where do you think you'll end up when the shit goes down, as it inevitably will? Will you be on the side of Humungous, scuttling around the post-societal wastelands in little more than chaps and a g-string and licking his boots? Or, will you be on the other side of Humungous's gun, and potentially his dinner table?
If neither of those options really floats your boat then perhaps today's boat of a camper would make an appealing way to get away should social conventions like holding doors open for ladies and not eating other people's eyeballs fall by the wayside.
This odd duck of a 1971 Chevrolet Kingswood camper conversion looks like it might be as top heavy as Kate Upton, but hey if she can deal with an overabundance of upper deck, so can we. One thing I do have trouble with are the cheesy faux wire wheel covers, but even the seller notes that the car would totally rock a set of Cragars… not that he's willing to make the investment however. Yeah, I'd eat him first too.
Powering this imposing beast is Chevy's 402 V8, a mill introduced the year prior to this car's build and a derivation of the 396 that was once promoted as the Turbo-Jet 400 in cars like the Kingswood. There it put out about 300-horses of the gross nature, and you can damn-well bet that this one is backed up by a THM 400 slush box. These massive GM A-body rides were of course body-on-frame so any removal and replacement of roof or other major physical element shouldn't significantly alter its integrity or laser-like handling.
Speaking of integration, the camper portion of this custom Kingswood (geez, did anyone at Chevy ever think about the salacious connotations of that name?) looks to be pretty professionally constructed. It's about as thoughtfully built onto and into the big wagon's body as you could want, and the reuse of the right-rear passenger door as the bottom-half of the camper portal is a nice touch. I do wonder if the off-side rear door handle, which is still there, does anything.
On the inside this camper has all the comforts of home, as long as you're able to hold it. That's right, there doesn't appear to be a kybo other than sticking your butt out of one of the windows and letting the chips fall where they may. What it does have is a kitchenette, a dining/what-the-hell-do-we-do-next table, and a cab-over sleeping suite with a mattress that's not skeevy at all. Oh no it's not.
The camper opens onto the driver's cabin, where a pair of vast buckets are prepared to take even American-sized asses. This being a Chevy of the seventies there is a crotch cooler air vent in the dash for both driver and passenger. Oh those were the days. The low shag carpet also seems to extend to the passenger side arm rest which is a nice touch, but may indicate it to be parasitical in nature.
How much does this apocalypse insurance policy cost? Well, right now it's at $4,500 which seems to me to be a fair price for escaping society's downfall. Of course who cares what I think, it's what you think that matters. See, that's how it starts. Regardless, you now need to weigh in on whether this Kingswood Kamper is worth that $4,500 asking, or if this KOA refugee has a price that's not A-OK.
H/T to the ever reliable Civardi for the hookup!
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