#45tt,
That's a nice truck. It's got that strange burnt yellow '70's color that GM used along with the scalloped striping and graphics. Yeah, I like the way it stands. Some guys were trying to talk me into doing a 4 X 4 truck when I was deciding what to do with my truck before I rebuilt it. But, to late, I was already tainted way back in elementary school.
When I was in the third grade this guy used to come by the school yard and hand out free theater tickets for Sat. matinee's at a theater he ran. He showed up every time in a purple bucket T with everything. And he wore jeans, some colored t-shirt, motorcycle boots, and his hair was long, black and combed back in big duck tails. I'll never forget that. I loved his car. I didn't even know what it was called and one of the kids told me what it was. The bug was implanted in my head from that day on!
It was in my mind and it came out when I was in junior high school. My grandmother moved and living next door to her were full blown hot rodders with the most beautiful cars especially the guy whose mom's house it was. He had the most beautiful '57 Chevy I've ever seen. It was candy green and white and chrome everything.
Then he sold that and ordered a factory, might as well been a factory race car. It was a '65 two door Biscayne, coach Black the cheapest color you could get because he spent all his money on the engine and suspension. He ordered it with a 425 h.p. 427, Muncie 4 speed, 4.10 gear, heavy duty suspension, factory headers, those special built cast iron ones with the down tubes into one end for the exhaust pipe, factory mags, and factory fiberglass hood with two pins to open it. It didn't have a heater, to much weight, no carpet just that old gray trunk mat on the floors, still to much weight, no radio, why have a radio when that 427 purring would be all you'd need to hear. It did have a back seat but the upholstery was some grey plastic weave and vinyl. Cheap, but a super bad a** factory speedster.
He took me for a ride one day, and if my grandmother had found out she would have killed me, 'cause she thought they were all a bunch of criminals and hoods. But I'm telling you that dang thing flew off the street. When he stomped it, it literally stood up and lept down the street with a roar! I bet you it was the perverbial car that you couldn't grab a ten dollar bill on the dash between gears! When he had his foot in it, it just mashed you into the seat, hard. It was that bad. Man that car was fast! And he knew how to drive it to. He was a hot rodder.
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