Marilu Henner, the actress perhaps most famous for playing Elaine on Taxi, has hyperthymesia, which is also known as “highly superior autobiographic memory”; in other words, she can remember almost everything that has ever happened to her. While I am not burdened with the memory of all of the things I’ve done (thank goodness), I can invariably remember many of my experiences with cars. Take this 1967 Grand Prix convertible that Barn Finder T.J. spotted on Marketplace in Burnet, Texas, for example. Almost 30 years ago when I was in college, I recall seeing a Regimental Red (or something similar) ’67 Grand Prix convertible parked in the end spot of one of the rows of a campus parking lot, with the top down no less. That day, I added a ’67 Grand Prix to my endless list of cars I wanted to own someday. While I haven’t added one to the garage yet, this one would be a good fit, if it fit. The ad’s poster is selling it for his late neighbor’s wife; they’re asking $20,000, but will consider “any reasonable serious offer.”

As many Barn Finds readers know, the Grand Prix convertible was only available for this one model year, and only 5,856 were ever built. That’s too bad, because I think the Grand Prix was the best looking of the full-size ’67 Pontiacs. With its hideaway headlights and parking-lamp “slats,” it was a big, handsome car in either coupe or convertible form. It also had a 400 that was a little hotter than the base engine in the Catalina, Executive, or Bonneville, a 350-horsepower unit with a four-barrel carburetor up top (the original Carter has been replaced by an Edelbrock, not an uncommon swap these days). The seller says that the engine “sounds good” and “does not smoke.” The air conditioning, however, is “inoperable.”

But that can be repaired, and then you have a Grand Prix convertible with air conditioning, a console, a Turbo 400, and bucket seats. This is a nice, driver-quality interior with no obvious tears in the upholstery or cracks in the dash pad. That asking price, or a reasonable offer, is looking quite fair to me.

Also, don’t forget about the eight-lug wheels, the only true choice for a full-size Pontiac from the mid-1960s. Sure, they can be a bit of a pain when you realize that you have to get them relined because the center of the wheel is also the brake drum, but it’s worth it for the looks alone. Aside from a patched trunk floor that “looks like a good job,” according to the ad’s poster, this looks like a solid GP with a nice paint job, a nice top, and those gorgeous wheels. While it’s always a good idea to inspect a Marketplace car, I wouldn’t be surprised to see this ’67 gone as soon as it came, just like the Grand Prix convertible itself.