Nah, he sold it after several tickets, and the car started getting a little rusty around the edges.
Some of the stunts he pulled with that car when he was young and stupid:
He installed flashing red lights behind the grill and left them on as he and his friend cruised to Florida and back at 110-120mph. (He went down mostly just to buy illegal fireworks and smuggle them back here to NY)
He was doing about 80mph on an unknown back road, suddenly came upon 4-way stop signs, he locks up all the tires and slides through the intersection. A cop happened to be sitting there, pulls him over, and what does my dumbass brother tell him? "But officer, all four wheels were technically stopped at the stop sign." Arrested.
He's flying down the wrong way on a one-way street. Cop pulls him over, and screams, "Do you not realize this is a one way street??" "Yes, officer, I was only going one way." Arrested.
He's doing one of his Southern fireworks runs, comes upon a long line of cars stopped on the highway, so he tries to pass them in the left lane, and there's a bunch of Georgia State Police standing around checking cars for an escaped felon. They pull him over, guns drawn and all, arrest him and his friend,(who was sleeping in the backseat at the time, and who woke up with a .357 magnum pointed in his face.) They almost got sentenced to a chain gang, but the small town judge asked for all the money they were carrying, and then let them go. He even got the car back.
The best one of all; He's cruising in the '69 Custom at 75 mph or so down the highway, when this dodge passenger car(diplomat I think?) comes up behind him, and rides on his bumper. So my brother gets annoyed and lays on the throttle, and goes up to 100. The dodge falls back, then catches up, again, right behind him. So he speeds up again to 120 or 130, the dodge drops back again, then slowly creeps up behind him. My brother finally stands right on the throttle, I think the special police calibrated speedometer went to 160, and he was getting up there, when suddenly, a red flashing light starts coming from the dodge.(which at this point, was a LONG ways back) It was an unmarked police car, huh. My brother knew he had his plate, so he pulls over and waits. The dodge comes rolling up, smoke pouring out of it, the motor knocking and rattling. The cop jumps out, slams the door, storms up to my brother, and starts screaming at him about how he just blew up his brand new patrol car. After awhile, the guy calmed down and was checking out my brother's ex-police car, looking under the hood and all. He turned out to be a really cool guy, he didnt even arrest my brother, just gave him a ticket for "120+" since that's as fast as the cop's car would go. The judge really wasnt amused, though.
Alright, back to the topic, sry. hah.