Junkyard Outtake: The Biggest One Yet – Part 1


Well, here we go again – another Friday, another Junkyard Outtake. Or is it?

This week’s yard tour is far from typical. Make the jump to find 72 more pictures, including several cars you probably haven’t seen in a while (if ever). And if the word “Aero” and/or the letters “SPG” mean anything to you, get ready – you may find yourself Saabing before it’s all over.


Around here, John’s Auto Parts was the 800-pound gorilla of used auto parts for many years. They kept expanding, advertising, and pretty much dominating the market. Things were good – so good, in fact, that big national companies began to take notice.

And so it was that LKQ, a mammoth corporation and owner of junkyards throughout North America, decided to buy John’s a while back. Why bother with starting your own (and facing zoning, NIMBY, a sea of competitors, etc) – or with buying and trying to grow an also-ran – when you can simply lay down the cash and own the biggest joint in town?

One of John’s selling points was their extensive inventory of pre-pulled parts. Because of this, their self-serve operation became less and less of a priority, and was eventually closed a couple of years ago. But LKQ’s business model calls for doing self-serve in a big way, and their latest acquisition would be no exception.

I took note of the big “Pull Your Part” sign that appeared out front a few months back, and decided that I’d have to check it out sometime. Seeing an ’82 XJ6 appear in their inventory last week was the incentive I needed to finally make the trip.


Upon entering the yard, I was taken aback by the sheer enormity of it. There had to be at least a couple thousand vehicles on the premises. I understand they had to acquire additional land to make room for it all.

Jumping up on the roof of a truck, I tried to get the lay of the land – but all I could see was an endless sea of vehicles. The only course of action was to pick a spot and dive in.


The first thing I saw was this silver Trofeo.


It had black interior, just like what I installed in my faux Touring Sedan (though this was in much poorer shape).


Just a few steps away was this supercharged Bonneville – one of many L67-equipped cars I’d see.


What was next door? A white-on-white Cavalier Z24 ragtop.


Complete with trailer hitch!


Or how about this odd duck?


It’s been years since I’ve seen a Somerset…


…but I know I’ve never seen the E&G version, nor one labelled as a “Sport Coupe”…


…and I’ve definitely never seen these wheels before. Wild!


Buckets and a console, plus digital gauges and climate control.


I walked two more steps, and spotted this drop-top Cutlass Supreme.


It was rough – but if you needed some of those vert-specific parts, this might be your best bet.






Magenta Berettas!


Even a boy racer Malibu!


And all that was within the first six rows! It was total and complete freaking sensory overload. I actually had to pause… it was just too much to take in at once.


The G-bodies were represented.


This one looked way too straight to be here. But that “SSEi” badge on the door, and those wheels, suggest that whatever punk owned it probably thrashed it to death mechanically.


A later RWD Bonneville.


Looks like this one contributed to the revival of a crash victim somewhere.


Too bad that nice velour interior is open to the elements.


Eventually I hopped across from the GM car section to the truck and van department.


Most thoroughly stripped rig of the day!


Ex-Federal Blazer. (Forest Service?)


“For Official Use Only”


I can’t recall ever seeing an S-10 Blazer with a front bench prior to this.


I explored only a couple rows of the truck section before overload once again began to set in. So much to see – so many wonders to behold – and yet so little time! I needed to focus, to move into the Import department, and find the Jag I was after.


Something tells me I’m in the right place.


I hadn’t gone more than halfway into the first row when I saw it. Gadzooks! Could it be?


It had the trim. It had the wheels. It was Edwardian Grey. Had I finally spotted an SPG in the tin?


I shouldn’t gloss over those two items so quickly. This is the first set of SPG panels, and SPG wheels, I’ve ever had the chance to buy. Damn the luck – had I found this car back when I still owned a classic 900, I might still own it today (or at the very least, I’d be a few dollars richer). Though I don’t currently own a Saab, and have no plans to acquire one, I’m still tempted by these rare parts.


Like these vent visors – an actual OEM Saab part. I’ve never seen a set in person, ever.


Black leather, 5-speed, and (of course) it’s a turbo. Why, I ask, couldn’t this car have surfaced a year ago? Why?


After performing some magic on the damaged hood release cable, I finally got a peek at the APC. No red top here. Could this be a fake SPG?


I couldn’t find anything on the door tag to prove one way or another (was hoping to see the word AERO, or tire suggestions containing VR). Since I’m no Saab expert, I can’t say whether this car is the real deal or not.


There’s no shortage of classic 900s in this yard. Just a few steps away, I encountered this late non-turbo sedan.


Ah, a ’92. If that power antenna works, it’d be a great score for $6.


Tan leather, manual… another one that had plenty going for it.


It was even a local car. How ’bout that!


This little red ragtop was actually pretty clean. Someone should be hooning it, not robbing its fenders.


Jeez, this place is Saab city! And look – more SPG-style wheels! This is truly a red-letter day.


Black on black. And the tires actually look pretty meaty. Hmm…


Class reunion nametag on the front seat. Somehow, I’m not surprised.


Around the corner, I found yet another Beemer. I’d walked past at least a dozen so far. But wait! What’s this I see?


Four basket-weave wheels, with four mighty nice tires! This one has a small paint issue, but the other three are in great shape. Let’s see… $200 for these, or $500 for Jag cross-spokes and a set of tires, plus mounting, balancing, and a 75 mile trip to retrieve them? I think the Project XJ6 wheel/tire decision has been made.


As I neared the Jag’s supposed location, I was taken aback by yet another uncommon Saab sighting.


Holy cow… it’s an Aero! Another first for me – until today, I’d never seen one in person.


And again, I find it has all four of its special wheels. Someone really needs to claim these 16-inchers.


Too bad these special Aero seats weren’t in equally good shape… they’d have been in my attic by now.


I’ve never been much of a 9000 fan – but for this one, I think I could make an exception.


Yes. Definitely.


The Saab stories never end in this yard.


Finally, after miles of walking (literally), I found the Jaguar.


Four Kents. Zero caps. (Does no one buy wheels around here?)


Same colors as mine… but unfortunately, there’s not much left of it.


Will this one perhaps be a tank donor? We’ll find out next time.


Until then, you’ll be glad to know that this car did provide me with the missing chrome strip for my trunklid.


I also performed a simple test to prove that the BMW wheels will indeed be a workable fit.

With that question answered, I found my way back to the 5-Series in question and began to remove the remaining three wheels. The first two came easy, but the last one…


…not so much. (Ended up using an impact socket, extension, and breaker bar, then working my way through increasing lengths of “cheater bar” for added leverage. In the end, I managed to shear off this 1/2″ drive extension while using a 4′ piece of exhaust pipe as a “helper”… and I still hadn’t broken any of the five loose. Talk about overtorqued lug nuts!)


With my head spinning from the overabundance of vehicles (and the stinging defeat dealt to me by a certain Bavarian automobile), I decided it was time to pack up and head home. Next time I’d need to bring a battery-powered impact wrench to hopefully aid in removing the final BMW wheel, and all the tools necessary to inspect and possibly remove the Jaguar’s fuel tank(s).

But this yard is full of surprises. What have we here, just inside the fence of new arrivals?


It’s a double whammy – a Touring Sedan, and another Trofeo! If anyone wants to make their very own faux Touring Sedan, here’s your opportunity.