When I lived in upstate NY (years ago) I had a room mate once from NYC that drove a '64 Impala (piece of junk). Seems like every time he went home for the weekend, he'd come back with different (better) body parts (hood, doors, trunk lid, bumpers, etc). Seems like when he saw another 64 abandoned (i.e. parked) on the side of the road, he'd check it out for parts that were in better shape than the one's he had and then swap them on the spot. He said it was just the way they did things down there. He did say that he'd gotten mugged once while stripping a car.