And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
In the 1980s, muscle cars were cheap. They were old rusty cars that guzzled gas, and needed regular maintenance such as adjusting the points. I paid $650 for my '68 XL500 with the 428 Police Interceptor package, Chris had a '68 Firebird convertible, Doug (the lucky b@$*@^d) was given his uncle's 'old' Boss 429, and Rob was given his aunt's '66 Mustang convertible for his 16th. Al_in_Ottawa
Found mine for $800 in a junkyard, built the motor myself n traded a little weed for the M-22.... Shoulda spent your time learning to bend wrenches instead of whining like a bitch about other people money. Just sayin.
I entered high school in 1980, our parking lot didn't look like that. Oh sure, there were a few honest muscle cars, but not the high end stuff like the pic shows. A few plain Chevelles, one a legit original big block car and the others either transplants or still sporting a small block 350. Most barely ran. My Mopar with a 383 was one of the few top runners. Normal kids drove Mavericks, Pintos, slant-six darts, 6-cylinder rusted out mustangs (that they're totally going fix up and drop a Boss in later), lots of Novas, etc. Lots of old pickups too, being in Texas. When I wasn't in my Mopar, I banged around in a 20 year old Ford F-100 with straight six and 3-on-the-tree. And the constant maintenance! I was known as a gearhead, lots of kids came by for help, my parents house looked like a cross between a used car lot and a junk yard. We always had something in the driveway with the hood up and the engine half tore apart. And every one of us would have given our left nut for a true original 440-sixpack.
Had a good friend in high school in Southeastern Kentucky in the late ‘80s who bought and rebuilt a ‘70 Barracuda with the 440. He worked at the grocery store and spent every penny he made on that car. Wrecked it right before graduation.
Graduated in 1977, i was the kid in the 66 Olds Toronado. 425 rocket V8 with a hot cam and enlarged 4 barrel. Damn thing was a 2 ton luxobarge macadam mauler. Just like piloting an aircraft carrier with that long deck. Gave the guys in their hot rods fits, and it seated six
Kids nowadays don't seem to care if they even drive at all, much less have their own car. A few years ago, I worked with a college aged guy, and all he talked about was how he was trying to get his home computer to run faster. Faster motherboard, better graphics card, etc, etc. Finally, after enduring him talking that way yet again during one of the breaks where other workers were also present, I said to him, "You know, when I was your age, all of us guys were working on our cars to make them run faster. And I'll bet that even today that you can pick up chicks more easily with a fast car than with a fast computer!" He was speechless, while all of the other workers laughed.
Lived about a block from school, so I didn't much look at the parking area. There was an original 409 Chevy, a bunch of 'Vettes, and a handful of sports cars. Buddy had a box stock '65 GTO 389 tri-power. Bought from the original owner, that set the NHRA class record. Dropped the time by about a second. One of those accidentally factory blueprinted motors. Something like 12.29 seconds, but don't recall the speed. We left school in '70.
1966 GTO w/_balanced and blue printed Olds 400 out of a Vista Cruiser wagon. Walnut Creek, CA., circa 1979. Get on it!
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ReplyDeleteIn the 1980s, muscle cars were cheap. They were old rusty cars that guzzled gas, and needed regular maintenance such as adjusting the points. I paid $650 for my '68 XL500 with the 428 Police Interceptor package, Chris had a '68 Firebird convertible, Doug (the lucky b@$*@^d) was given his uncle's 'old' Boss 429, and Rob was given his aunt's '66 Mustang convertible for his 16th.
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yeah but the guy with the van in the background got more p***y
ReplyDeleteThe Mopar guys are parking together.
ReplyDeleteIn Colorado in the '60's, there would be a bunch of pickup trucks with gun racks and firearms in the parking lot as well.
ReplyDeleteMommy and Daddy buy their precious little babies muscle cars….
ReplyDeleteFound mine for $800 in a junkyard, built the motor myself n traded a little weed for the M-22.... Shoulda spent your time learning to bend wrenches instead of whining like a bitch about other people money. Just sayin.
DeleteI entered high school in 1980, our parking lot didn't look like that. Oh sure, there were a few honest muscle cars, but not the high end stuff like the pic shows. A few plain Chevelles, one a legit original big block car and the others either transplants or still sporting a small block 350. Most barely ran. My Mopar with a 383 was one of the few top runners. Normal kids drove Mavericks, Pintos, slant-six darts, 6-cylinder rusted out mustangs (that they're totally going fix up and drop a Boss in later), lots of Novas, etc. Lots of old pickups too, being in Texas. When I wasn't in my Mopar, I banged around in a 20 year old Ford F-100 with straight six and 3-on-the-tree. And the constant maintenance! I was known as a gearhead, lots of kids came by for help, my parents house looked like a cross between a used car lot and a junk yard. We always had something in the driveway with the hood up and the engine half tore apart. And every one of us would have given our left nut for a true original 440-sixpack.
ReplyDeleteHad a good friend in high school in Southeastern Kentucky in the late ‘80s who bought and rebuilt a ‘70 Barracuda with the 440. He worked at the grocery store and spent every penny he made on that car. Wrecked it right before graduation.
DeleteMurrah HS in Jackson, MS late 60s. Parking lot was Muscle Car heaven.
ReplyDeleteI graduated in 1979, I had a 1968 Olds 98 luxury sedan, no hot rod but the Rocket 455 engine was a beast.
ReplyDeleteGraduated in 1977, i was the kid in the 66 Olds Toronado. 425 rocket V8 with a hot cam and enlarged 4 barrel. Damn thing was a 2 ton luxobarge macadam mauler. Just like piloting an aircraft carrier with that long deck. Gave the guys in their hot rods fits, and it seated six
DeleteThat's how I remember it. I was the kid in the L-79 '66 Chevy II. :)
ReplyDeleteKids nowadays don't seem to care if they even drive at all, much less have their own car. A few years ago, I worked with a college aged guy, and all he talked about was how he was trying to get his home computer to run faster. Faster motherboard, better graphics card, etc, etc. Finally, after enduring him talking that way yet again during one of the breaks where other workers were also present, I said to him, "You know, when I was your age, all of us guys were working on our cars to make them run faster. And I'll bet that even today that you can pick up chicks more easily with a fast car than with a fast computer!" He was speechless, while all of the other workers laughed.
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I graduated HS in 1971, and all I remember was the bicycle parking area...
ReplyDeleteClass of '73, I had a VW Beetle.
ReplyDeleteMy Firebird is missing.
ReplyDeleteLived about a block from school, so I didn't much look at the parking area. There was an original 409 Chevy, a bunch of 'Vettes, and a handful of sports cars. Buddy had a box stock '65 GTO 389 tri-power. Bought from the original owner, that set the NHRA class record. Dropped the time by about a second. One of those accidentally factory blueprinted motors. Something like 12.29 seconds, but don't recall the speed. We left school in '70.
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