Tenth Anniversary Celebration
- Chrysler Corporation hosted, for the Prowler Owners Association, a 10th Anniversary Celebration on August 16, 2007 at the Walter P. Chrysler Museum in Auburn Hills, MI to commemorate the production of the Plymouth Prowler in 1997. The attendance for this Prowler event was 185 Prowlers and over 350 owners.
- In conjunction with the 2007 Michigan Woodward Dream Cruise a limited edition poster dedicated to the 10th Anniversary was released by the ProwlTalk group. Entitled 'Commemorating a Decade of Prowlers 1997-2007' the poster featured the two-tone Woodward Edition Prowler.
- A limited edition photobook dedicated to the 10th anniversary was released, also entitled 'Commemorating a Decade of Prowlers 1997-2007'. The photobook was available in custom colors and cover materials.
- A limited set of Prowler Commemorative Stamps, featuring six different designs, of black, silver, orange, red, purple, and yellow was released. An acrylic floating display showcased the six United States Postal Service stamps with each set individually numbered.
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There is but one a bad one;
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—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)