Normally I try to limit the junkers I share here to those of the creampuff or at least more complete variety but it’s just getting ever so much harder to find Barrett-Jackson grade machinery in the junkyard and I fear this is the best example of a Hurst/Olds I’m likely ever to find. So, channeling the immortal words of advice uttered by Miles Dalby to Joel Goodson in Risky Business, I decided to say “What The F*#%” and just roll with it.
A garage queen this one was not, and I wasn’t able to get as many pictures as usual as there wasn’t as much as usual to actually take pictures of, but I found a very interesting bonus feature on the interwebs to share with you as well, so get in, sit down, hold on, and let’s go!
There were two versions of the Colonnade Cutlass Hurst/Olds partnership vehicle in 1975, badged W-25 and W-30, together apparently only 2,535 were built. While the W-30 got you the big 455 cubic inch engine and was produced 1,193 times, that means that this W-25 is one of the 1,342 relatively weaker-sauced variant sporting the 350. Slightly more than half of the cars were Cameo White (the others were Ebony Black), and all had the gold accent trim that makes the package so easily recognizable.
I’m sure the owner wasn’t too upset about the W-25 sticker starting to wear off although I wasn’t previously aware of this easy tell to those in the know as to what’s being packed underhood. Still, while the 350 produced 170hp in 1975, the 455 only added another 20hp to that while likely using a lot more gasoline. Torque showed a greater disparity at 275lb-ft vs 350lb-ft.
I spied the hood first, actually, from about five rows away and the gold paint had me making a beeline for it. It’s quite massive, the Colonnades may be downsized but they’re still large and the hood, well, damn, while I’m really not a muscle car fanatic, even I recognized that large stripe.
Once up close I had thoughts of taking it (it was in excellent condition), and somehow using it as an awning for my shed, but then I remembered I was married (happily), and divorce is hard. But just think of the shed-porch parties you could have under that thing, maybe with some of those light strands they sell at Costco for ambience along with a keg of something piss-yellow and sudsy and maybe some dead animal products on a stick, hoo-boy! But I digress.
That indeed seems to be a 350 in there as far as I can tell from here, besides the obviously worn body I wonder what happened to this car. Certainly it would be easy and worthwhile enough to change anything powertrain related, it’s not like the CVT crapping out on an Altima or something. But maybe the market is fickle and the lower-powered variant of anything is the child of a lesser god, at least as far as enthusiasts are concerned. And bodywork is expensive, no matter what the car is.
Of course the other big thing about these were the standard T-tops, long gone on this car along with the gold wheels, any logo or badging advertising the Hurst connection whatsoever and most other things as well. The tops just showcase the over-the-topness of this thing, maybe it’s what The Bandit and Frog would have graduated to after they spawned a few tadpoles and outgrew the Trans-Am if everything had worked out…And there’s nothing that implies American Hedonism more than white upholstery. Especially that of the 1970s. Well, maybe something with sparkles in it, but there are limits. Sometimes. Maybe.
Of course there was a vinyl half-top as well. Just think about that. Vinyl top AND T-tops on the same car. WTF, indeed. And yet I somehow find myself drawn to this, in an odd beehive hair-do and go-go boots combination sort of way. Naughty…Saucy! The louvers on the hood just add to it as well. Really, how’d they manage to only sell so few, even in 1975? I’m also not historically really a Colonnader, but time is indeed healing those wounds. And the gold stripes do raise the eye a lot.
There isn’t much left of the interior beyond the shell of a dash and the white door panels strewn hither and yon, but I’m a little surprised that the dash and carpet both managed to be supplied in black. Eminently practical.
In the back of the shot the rear seat cushion is leaning against another car, and obviously this one is pretty picked over already in most other respects. Still, you have to hand it to this car, it still has some presence and dignity left, even after all of that. A life lived to the fullest is what it seems to have done, with knocks, scrapes, and probably a few hard times, but it’s going out with head (and hood) held high, which is more than can be said of most of its neighbors.
But wait, there’s more! Or, more appropriately in my best Billy Mays voice, BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE! As the man who seemed to speak in all caps to pitch his products (may he rest in piece), I could easily see him wheeling a Hurst/Olds around town back in the day, so here’s the bonus I spoke of earlier. I was able to find an old for sale posting of this exact car when it was still living a few miles away from here. Matching up a few specific dents and rusty areas convinced me beyond a doubt that it’s the same one.
This is the ad copy from back in 2017:
“Unrestored 1975 Hurst Olds W-25 with original Hurst Hatch T-Tops. Posi rear end, Turbo HD350, Dual Gate Shifter and swivel buckets. 350 Rocket with newer Edelbrock carb. Needs restoration but it’s all there and original. starts right up and runs good. White with Gold stripes. Typical rust in front of the rear wheels. Some slight damage on right rear quarter and drivers door (see in pics). Book value $6500-$7000. Bring cash and drive home.”
Creampuff it was not, as the dangling plate makes all too clear. Still, these pictures fill in some of the gaps and not just those of the grille area.
BFG Radial T/A tires as The Man himself intended. Yeah! Gold rally wheels are perfect here. And the H/O logos on the pillar are big and brash, just like the doubtless swagger of at least the original owner.
The rear quarterpanel here with its dimpled surface and the rust marks ahead of the wheel are the obvious same on the junkyard car. At night though I’ll bet this car looked great rumbling down Colfax Avenue.
Looks like a new NAPA upper radiator hose, good call. The owner (bottom right) is even displaying the rare two-handed CC salute. Of course a Hurst is worthy of more respect than just the regular single salute.
Slightly more complete in here than it currently is, nice to be able to get the correct vibe across. T-handle shifter, there it is! Oh, baby, light my fire!
And the parting shot with the trunk lid that has gone missing in the ‘yard, bummer about that. Maybe it’s on someone’s shed as a smaller awning than the vision of grandeur I was having earlier. And the bumper’s even displaying a twinkle to bid us adieu.
The ad last had it at $5,000 (in 2017 dollars), perhaps it sold and then for whatever reason it ended up in the junkyard, or perhaps it didn’t sell and other circumstances forced it to end up here. Either way, if you’re still reading, it’s now had yet another admiring audience, and likely a larger and more respectful one that it’s been used to. I’ll certainly salute it, it’s good to see a car like this that wasn’t just garaged and buffed with a cloth diaper every Saturday. This one was used as intended and picked up some scrapes and character along the way. All cars should be so lucky.