In the beginning of the 1970′s muscle cars were it. The more cubic inches you had, the more you could brag. Then the big bad catalytic converter jumped into the car scene, and ruined everybody’s fun. Way to go smog. By the time the late 1970′s came around, the best you could hope for in a new car was a manual transmission, some groovy disco stripes, and t-tops to let your hair breath. In short, you hoped for this Road Runner.
Flat out, I have no idea what year this Road Runner is, but I’m quite sure its between 1976-80. The front bumper is throwing me off because it has the parking lights in it. I’m not sure if that was a specific year thing or a Road Runner thing. No matter what year it is, this car is the bees knees. Just look at it for god sakes! 360 V8, manual transmission, t-tops, side pipes, chrome Cragars, window vents, a hood scoop, and those frickin stripes! Oh god, I gotta have those stripes! If cool options were land mass, this Road Runner would be the Louisiana Purchase. I’m serious. I would put a comb in my back pocket, bury my foot into the cutpile carpet, and rock this thing hard. Would chicks dig it you ask? Who knows!? Who cares!? Just look at those stripes!
Reed Sorenson ended up being the winner of Saturday’s Bucyrus 200 at Road America. From what shaped up to be a pretty crazy finish, it initally was Jason Allgaier who took the white flag and looked as though he had the cat in the bag to drive his machine to victory lane when Aric Almirola’s car stopped over in turn 5.
Allgaier who was in the lead ran out of gas in turn 6, handing the lead over to Reed Sorenson. When that happened the flagman waived the yellow caution flag which freezes the field on the last attempt of a green-white-checkered finish. Ron Fellows matted the gas on his machine after the yellow came out passing Sorenson which confused the winner of the race. » Continue reading more of this post…
This 1922 Dodge Brothers’ 4 Door Convertible had one of the sweetest brake lights strapped on to its rear fender. Unfortunately, judging by the condition of the lens, some evildoer didn’t get the message.
Tony – “What happens when you toss a V8 in the back of your Jeep?”
Jeremy – “So you want to see the worlds longest drift?”
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Much like the crazy Fire Truck we saw the other day on eBay, today we have a Craigslist find that will make you wonder what was in your cereal this morning. Let me preface this by saying, I have a HUGE respect for anybody that takes on a major project like this, and actually follows through to witness its completion. Whether it is space-ship-esque or not, you have to give the guy credit for getting these parts to actually mate up to each other. That being said, your eyes are in for a candy treat this morning, in the form of a 3rd Gen F-Body.
It’s yellow. It’s packing some serious punch with a V6 and “chop head and roller rocker arm“. It’s got 20 speakers, a 7 inch tv in the dash, and a 16 inch monitor in the roof. It’s got even more yellow. It’s got a Mitsubishi front bumper and headlights from a 92-94 DSM. What else could you want?
No matter how many times you stab the key into the steering column, you are just not going to find the hole there. Go ahead, try it again… it still won’t be there. One more time you say? Ok fine, but you will be even more disappointed when you find it on the dashboard. At least it’s a rental.
In 1988, Mitsubishi… err… I mean Chrysler, really had their game face on. The Chrysler Conquest not only had cutting edge body lines, a ferocious 2.6L turbo engine, and seats that hug you like your favorite teddy bear, but these cars had a totally radical fuse box! Check it. Imagine you drop a dime in your cigarette lighter and POP goes your fuse. Bummer. You do the electric slide all the way under your dash, and find the grossest display of awesome that the 1980′s could only provide. Inside the fuse box, Chrysler has given you a slider and a LED that tells you if your fuses are blown or not. As soon as you slide next to one that doesn’t light the bulb up, you pop in a new one, and you are ready to plug in your bag-phone again. Nicely done Chrysler!