The engine started (sounded great), and I whipped out my phone to get a photo before the car drove away.
The owner saw me and drove over slowly. I was a bit surprised the driver was a lady. She said the car was a 1970, the same year she graduated from high school.
The engine is a 350. I forgot to ask whether the transmission was 2- or 3-speed.
I asked for permission to photograph the car, and for permission to post photos online. She asked me to blank out the plates, as she already has too many people trying to get her to sell the car.
I guess I can say, without violating her privacy, that this was in north-central Minnesota.
After joking that she'd be buried in the car, she said that it would actually go to a grandson. Phew!