Classic American Muscle Cars

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My first car was a 63 Impala with a 283, three on the tree converted to four on the floor.
My second car was a 68 Z-28 Rally Sport.
Rebuilt the engine, Keystones, custom paint black w/metal flak flames on the front.
My third classic car came after marriage, a 1971 GTO, I had it up to 140mph. and had plenty of gas petal left, I lost my nerve at that point thinking about the thickness of the spindles and ball joints that could possibly break at that speed.
Since then, a Blazer, an Expedition, now a Tahoe........you can't carry all that dive gear in those other vehicles :out:

Caymaniac
 
Wristshot once bubbled...
we call those huge exhaust tips on the littly bitty motors

grapefruit launchers

and we call the more ridiculous wings

towel racks



Wristshot

Wristshot

outstanding.........won't forget either one of those......especially the towl racks
 
I have a 49 ford coupe with all original part (all over my garage). I also have the original plates for it. Not an inch of rust on the thing.
 
I just picked up a '77 Eldorado Biarritz in beautiful - all original condition.

Takes some muscle to open the hood.
 
good memories of being a gearhead. Caymaniac, I know what you mean about high-speed equipment jitters...

A *friend* let me drive his '68 427 Corvette one night...we took it on a secluded stretch of county road and I nudged the speedometer to a hair over 150 mph before backing off...very exhilirating.

Back in his garage, he made a reference to the fact he had made a really good deal on the new rear tires he'd just purchased...yeah, good deal because they were RECAPS!

Sheesh...what a pal.
 
You went 150 with re-caps, I thought it was bad to have old bald tires, but re-caps at 150 is insane =-) .

These things happen when you are 22 and bullet proof!:D

Caymaniac
 
so I am just getting caught back up after a week on Lake Shasta. (and I mean on top of, not below: see profile)

Just a few comments:
To Cobaltbabe; a truck can be a musclecar, if it has the muscle.

To Squid: *deep sigh* I just got invited to do a week in Palau next year, so the cat-back system, headers, MAF etc are going to have to stay on the wishlist. Priorities, you know. I miss the Shelby a lot, but I miss the 67 Fastback a lot more. It was my baby, and my life for a long time. It once came down to a choice of having to sell one or the other, hand in a cast, unemployed, so I sold the one that would sell. Actually GF at the time had her father buy it from me, so it got a good home, and was taken care of.

To Aquabob: That was the best laugh I had in a while.

To Caymaniac: I had my 67 Fastback to about 130 and it was fine. My parents station wagon had a tendency to change lanes on its own at 115, so I didn't do THAT a second time. Once on a drive through the grapevine (Highway 5 toward So Cal to the rest of the world) I was following a female friend once. She in her Saleen Mustang, and me in my 86 Turbo Coupe (Thunderbird). I was at 135 and she was still pulling away. The T-bird was good, but not a musclecar by any stretch of the imagination.

I can't scroll back far enough (and I am too lazy) so I don't remember who it was, but I was hurt by the guy who said my Trans Am is not a muscle car. It doesn't have as much muscle as I would like, but it would run with the big boys from the 60's and it if head and shoulders above the 80's cars. You gotta love an aluminum block and heads! Plus that Ram Air looks intimidating.

Thanks again for the stroll down memory lane above water.


Wristshot
 
Fix Or Repair Daily!!

In 1967 I bought a brand spanking new 1967 GTO convertible. Paid $3,712 cash for it.

400 cubic inch with 390 hp, turbo hydramatic I'm stupid with his/her gear shift (the ex couldn't drive a stick), reverb unit (made the radio really sound good).

Use to eat Vettes, Chargers, Cudas, and Ponies (also known as Mustangs) for breakfast dragging down Oceanview Blvd in Norfolk.

It breaks my heart every time I think I got rid of it a few years later for a frigging Cougar with a 4 on the floor, Hearst T-bar.

;-0 ;-0 ;-0
 

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