Oh no. This is definitely not the car on your childhood-bedroom wall poster. This is a lime green, slick-carrying, clutch-smashing, elephant-filled UNICORN, covered from head to tail in grime, and it does. not. even. care! This car doesn’t have time for soapy water-spritzing because it’s too busy tearing through 4-GEARS and pulling the front wheels through the grocery store parking lot! If this Dodge were an animal, it would be a woolly mammoth with t-rex teeth, chainsaws for hands, and the fearlessness of a honey badger. If this Dodge were coffee and a pastry, IT WOULDN’T BE, because it doesn’t have time for lazy mornings! ‘Merica!
Okay, get serious for a moment please. Let us assume that this delicious limey 1966 Dodge Charger is a matching number, Hemi, 4-speed car, and it is one of only about 250 ever built. Fancy math will tell you that the value of this vehicle is somewhere between a billion and a trillion dollars at a Barrett Jackson auction. That said, the monetary value of this car is of little importance in my eyes. That is not the reason that this car caught my attention and captured my imagination. All of the little imperfections, character, and wear are what make this car perfect. At 425 horsepower and 490 foot pounds of torque, this has essentially the most potent drivetrain ever installed into a production car, and it appears to be getting used like it was intended. It isn’t sitting atop a turn table with mirrors underneath it and glimmering chrome brake rotors. Nope. It is carrying a pair of slicks in the trunk and rowing gears down back roads like it should be. There is not any aspect of this car that I would change if it were mine. It could easily be left in a grocery story parking lot with little stress of paint chips and dents. It could then be taken to the track to hand out smiles and crush dreams. I can’t say for sure that this car is an original survivor, but given the sum of its components, it is undoubtedly unlike the rest.
While out doing a little cross country skiing, a friend of mine came across a Mazda Protege that appeared to be “hittin’ switches” with one wheel in the air. Amazingly, it did not have hydraulics, 13″ Daytons, or a gangsta rapper in the front seat. It was just flat out parked in a snowy, yet precarious position. I guess it’s a good thing that this car is front wheel drive, otherwise the driver may be in a bit of a predicament. Zoom Zoom Ziiiiiing!
I come from a long line of car-guys (and gals!), so when looking through old family photo albums, I occasionally discover automotive gold. This was the case on Thanksgiving 2012. I was scouring through old albums looking for pictures of muscle cars that my parents, aunts, and uncles once owned, and there it was. Amidst some blurry pictures of “Jungle Jim’s” famous funny car, was a New England Dragway entrance ticket from August 6th 1972. How intriguing I thought… I pulled it out of the album and flipped over the business card that was with it, only to discover something truly incredible. The business card was actually a time slip from my dad’s voyage down the quarter mile. And how quick & fast was he? » Continue reading more of this post…
For me, it’s probably this Snap-On Ratchet. I would imagine that this is probably from the 1950′s, though I’m not entirely sure. It’s got some old blue patina on it, and looks like it could tell some great stories. It’s too bad that tools can’t talk. So what’s in your tool box?
Old Jaguars are beautiful, especially the 1958-60 XK-150′s. Considering that there were just a few more than 4000 of these hardtops built, seeing one in real life is something worth remembering. And that is precisely why I took a this picture. Enjoy.
Over the weekend I went to the Summer Nationals in Worcester MA (pronounced “Woostah” FWIW). Saturday was 90+ degrees and the dark clouds were becoming slightly threatening. Luckily, the car, truck, and motorcycle enthusiasts didn’t seem bothered by it. Speaking of motorcycles… I found one that I really liked while I was there. When it idled past me through the show, I did a triple-take because I couldn’t believe what the heck I was looking at. This guy had a 6 cylinder motorcycle (probably 1000cc’s worth), with a big supercharger strapped to it. Simply… Awesome. And the sound of it… It sounded like it was running on TNT filled popcorn in a closed garage full of angry vacuum cleaners. If anybody at the show deserved some high 5′s and free iced cold bottled waters, it was this guy. This thing was winning.
One thing that you never, ever, ever, ever…ever see is a totally uncut 1949-51 Mercury 2 door. They basically don’t exist in real life anymore because every person that has ever owned one has chopped the roof, slammed it to the pavement and turned it into a lead sled. Do I blame them? Not really. As I do enjoy some lead sleds. I do find it slightly sad that these cars have become so rare though, because even in factory gear, they sure are sharp.