2001 Plymouth Prowler

Prowler Convertible

3.5L V6 Cylinder High Output Gasoline Fuel

Automatic

Rear Wheel Drive

Gasoline

Adjustable Steering Wheel

Up for sale is a Limited Edition Chrysler Prowler 2001 convertible Orange Metallic with 35,000 miles This Prowler is a rare car, only 346 where made By Crysler in Orange Pearl Metallic in 2001,It Has the rear radiator cooler cover painted on the color of the car,bumpers are the same color of the car.The car has Black Leather Bucket seats in perffect condition,Paint also in ecellent condition.This Limited Edition car has the indy front suspension,Tip Tronic Auto Transmision and the Bigger Horspower Engine from the factory,Duplicate of title,Please read Car Fax for details ,The car had a soft hit on the rear backing up and was fix the same day is now flawless. The car is at the Collection Miami now for inspection. If you are in need of attencion or need better Company next to you this is the car for you ; Read Below What it is Like Owning a Prowler ( I did not belived this till I experience every bit of this True Story Below ) By Jim Clayton What a drag it is owning a Prowler. Sometimes I wake up and just want to feel lousy, be in a funk, feel blah and just feel sorry for myself. I walk out and get in my Prowler just to look at the crummy world from an open-air point of view so I can see more warts. Just puling out of the garage the neighbors come over to gawk and compliment me on how good my car looks. As I drive away, strangers stop and look and yell or wave as I drive by. Little kids pull on their mother's apron strings (as if any mother nowadays has an apron) when I drive by. Gray-haired old ladies stop and stare. It is a car that appeals to all ages and sexes. It just screams fun to most people. It is hard to ignore the waves, thumbs up, and hoots and hollers I get, but I try. How am I going to feel sorry for myself when every one envies my car? When go in to get gas, and before I can get to the pay counter everyone is gathered around talking about the Purple Prowler by the pumps. By the time I get outside to pump my gas, there are people all over my car, looking at everything and asking questions about this and that. The T-shirt with the ten answers would be helpful. I don't know how many times I have answered those questions. Everyone is so bubbly and enthusiastic, smiling and nice. It gets harder and harder to keep a good funk going. Where are all the grouches I meet in any other car I drive? I sometimes take my Prowler to work. I park it way off the street behind a chain link fence. Somehow people driving by see the back taillights and come over to look at my car. All day long I am answering "Is this your car?", as if I am not cool enough to own this car. One of the truck drivers who delivers some shipments to us smiled when he was looking at my Prowler. He is usually a grouch; I have never seen him smile. He said, "That car just makes you smile. Driving along too I get no peace. People blow their horn, wave and even take my picture while I am driving. I was driving down a road and a car stopped half way out of a driveway blocking my drive down the street. I was all ready to give him a glaring dirty look when I got up to him. The car was filled with men who were all smiling pointing and waving at me. How can I glare at that? You may be seeing a pattern here. How am I supposed to stay grouchy when all I run into are nice friendly people? If you want to be depressed and do not want some perfect stranger bringing you out of it . . . . DO NOT BUY A PROWLER!