Project: Screentime — The Beast

Remember the Drive-In? Waaaay back when I had that idea, I also hatched a plan to build a custom that nobody, and I mean nobody, would want besides me.

There were definitely some obstacles. For one, the particular model of car I needed is nearly impossible to find. Second, when I decided I wanted to do this, I had hardly any idea how to customize a die cast. I would have to slowly work my way up.

But as of the last few weeks, I decided I was ready. And as of today, it’s done.

So what did I need? A 1987 Ford Crown Victoria. What did I get? Well, a 1990. Oh, but it gets worse.

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Happens I’m Jewish, but if that jolly old elf is near and dear to your heart, you may want to avert your eyes.

Ho ho ho! Looks like someone’s getting a lump of coal in their stocking this year!

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Nooo! My face! My holly jolly face! It burns like a chimney someone forgot to douse on Christmas night!

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Oh yes, there was one tricky part before this. Turns out Johnny Lightnings rivet their windshields onto the body. But we soon sorted that in Marathon Man style.

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Another challenge: The stock wheels were a bit too flashy. I needed mine to look more like a standard police-style wheel. So I did that.

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So what car am I making, anyway? Well, let’s find out... in song!

I can’t stand it, how long I planned it

Imma get it straight, not procrastinate

So I hit the search bar and I pray

But the model just ain’t on eBay

So I got this 1990 Crown Vic

But I gotta burn the face off St Nick

Oh my God I’m such a Yob

But I gotta do this custom job

Listen all y’all it’s a custom job...

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Listen all y’all it’s a custom job...

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Listen all y’all it’s a custom job...

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It’s the Crown Vic from Sabotage!

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At long last, it holds a place of honor in the cop section of the drive-in. I have a few more full-teardown movie customs waiting patiently, some even harder than this one. You’ll hear about them when I eventually get my butt in gear. 

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