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Man there are mushrooms growing on this site and no pun intended it's been pretty slow so let's hear from a few folks and describe a few of your favorite auto-machines (trucks tractors cars motorcycles, you name it). Maybe start with your first car and go from there. Just a little something to stir things up and see what people think. I catch a flight in about 20 minutes to head offf to see the hopefully biggest wild flower bloom in the last 1000 years in Death Valley on a full moon on the first day of spring. But to just touch on the subject my first was a 1930's model Cletrac track laying tractor when 10 years old (crank start). I bought my first car a 1963 Thunderbird low rider for 600 bucks. 1957 Cad Biaritz convertible was a bad ride my 37 REO Speedwagon Pick-up was very very rare. 62 Tbird convertible was a fine thing and my 60 T'bird did nearly 120 mph on route to a Dead Concert in Eugene Oregon. Hell the speed limit was 55 in those days so I rationalized that it wasn't worth getting caught for speeding unless you could at least double the limit. A lot of folks were a bit blown away seeing an old antique like that flying by and being nothing but in the rearview mirror for me. My 65 Ford 3/4 ton custom Omaha Standard factory installed Flatbed 4wd was as good as it got and got me up and down the Baja very well. But my favorite wasn't even a Ford (now can you believe that) but no time now I'll catch ya all later with a gator peace love and Fords Forever

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A chopped model A body, retrofitted onto a 49 ford (wrecked) chassis, with the V-8. Seating was a school bus bench seat. Never was street legal, but we traveled on dirt roads as we did not have a drivers license anyway. The Model A cost 35 dollars, the wreck was 100 and we burned enough rod that our dads told us to buy our own. Took two of us to afford what was a great play toy for a couple of years.

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Wow...so many that I would love to have here

1950 Ford V8 Pilot...my first car at 17!!! £25 to buy and £40 to insure Road Traffic Act cover only. 15mpg petrol and about 30mpg oil!!!!

1960 Ford Consul Convertible...looked great but if you put the roof down don't open the doors or you will never get them closed again...a rust bucket underneath but wonderful fun

Then as I got older and had more money moved on to American cars...loved them all

1950 Lincoln coupe

1957 Chevy Belair...wonderful

1968 (I think) Chevy Camaro SS Convertible

1970 Chevy Corvette Convertible

1989 Chevy Corvette coupe

1988 Buick Grand National...fast in a straight line but cornering and brakes not so hot

Just wish I could have at least one of them here ...either the Belair or the Corvette Convertible

Happy Days!!!

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A chopped model A body, retrofitted onto a 49 ford (wrecked) chassis, with the V-8. Seating was a school bus bench seat. Never was street legal, but we traveled on dirt roads as we did not have a drivers license anyway. The Model A cost 35 dollars, the wreck was 100 and we burned enough rod that our dads told us to buy our own. Took two of us to afford what was a great play toy for a couple of years.

Hot Dog! now that's what I'm talking about. My grandma (Nonie) had a small farm and my uncle lived downstairs, and she lived above. The "Mighty Meserk" my 5'2'' uncle was a mechanic eventually at Lincoln Mercury near Stanford universirty and he had spent a good deal of his life doing just what you are talking about before that. Before the farm they lived in front of the Bay in San Francisco and my uncle was lucky enough to be born before the "Roaring 20's" and before his '29 Model A Ford with the rumble seat came down the line new . I guess it caught his eye, because well before the war while working doing roofing building and working in auto wrecking yards he finally got a used one and then the family moved to the country and a small farm. By the time the 50's started and i was learning my first steps (not quite rock and roll but at that time I did a lot of falling down) that baby blue Ford beauty was only known as "the roadster". Definitely by then the rumble seat had been welded closed and the biggest baddest big piped chrome grilled dual exhaust shot out from beneath that long sloped tail end. It had one red light in the back and when you hit the brakes it said stop in letters about 6" tall. That was the first and ''Only" hot rod in my life. I'm sure one of the first in the country.

When i was old enough to ask he walked me around and about it if I wished, "that's a 32 Auburn dash board" "29 Plymouth grill and radiator" he might say. the 16'' long "bycycle" fenders were choped off of some old car i can't remember, The hood was Chevy and the dozens of chromed louvres on the twin hood covers is what kept the chrome plated acorn nuts out of the weather. Yeah it was a pure hot rod Lincoln with a 1949 Lincoln Zepher flat head V8 with that monster over the top head held down by a bazillion big chromium acorn headed nuts. It was fitted to a (eeh gods i can't remember, now and may have to do some crawling on the ground again some day ) 3 speed on the floor; the rear end as all the other modifications came from the wrecking yards, and was from a Packard and was chopped to fit with a Columbia overdrive in the differential. There was a huge wooden steering wheel and a big red dice for the gear shift lever stared at you when you sat on the tiny two person blue leather hand made (his hands, on every inch of that machine) bench seat with a 10' chopped windshield topping it off that would only function if you took a bycycle racing stature in the seats. Beautiful fat spoked 1936 Kelsey Hayes red painted wheels held the rubbber that would keep it dialed in at speeds that must have approached triple figures in the days of old on new pavement.

The "mighty mezerk" lived to 94 and passed away a few years ago, my cousin took "the roadster" down off the blocks (my uncle mounted a fan on a bench to blow air into it cool it when he fired it up every so often) (hell it is still licensed but I never saw it on the road my entire life as the few times he took it out on the road and "blew it out" I wasn't around) and started fooling with it and got it rolling and after 55 years I finally got to ride in it.we got it rolling down the road lots of blue smoke when we pushed it (I'm in the passenger seat as not being 5'2'' tall I can't work the pedals too well) So it stayed low and slow on the road that morning, but a few more decades (or less) of a bit of care and some Marvel Mystery oil and heck we might just get that old Ford back out on the road and this time it's up into the mountains that surround this San Francisco Bay and maybe peak at some big redwoods. This is a Ford Forever

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Had some wheels even though i'm considered young (32ish).

In my garage at the moment:

1985 Jaguar XJ Veeeee 12

1969 Ford 17M RS2000 http://www.garaget.org/?car=156154ℑ=1466962

1969 Ford Capri mk1 under restoration

Ahh those memories. The car that I still regret crashing was the 1991 Ford Scorpio Cosworth. The perfect luxury cruiser for the "average Joe".

Well not so interesting as some posts but I did love my 70s? Delta 88 2 door coupe 455 4bbl. White leather seats oooh...and gas at Can 27c? a gal...

Remember me and mates drooling over the first Capri in a showroom in UK ...we were driving a Consul 375 ( remember the movie "Alfie".??..everyone's hero lol)

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Had some wheels even though i'm considered young (32ish).

In my garage at the moment:

1985 Jaguar XJ Veeeee 12

1969 Ford 17M RS2000 http://www.garaget.o...4ℑ=1466962

1969 Ford Capri mk1 under restoration

Ahh those memories. The car that I still regret crashing was the 1991 Ford Scorpio Cosworth. The perfect luxury cruiser for the "average Joe".

Well not so interesting as some posts but I did love my 70s? Delta 88 2 door coupe 455 4bbl. White leather seats oooh...and gas at Can 27c? a gal...

Remember me and mates drooling over the first Capri in a showroom in UK ...we were driving a Consul 375 ( remember the movie "Alfie".??..everyone's hero lol)

Now you guys are jolting the memories when you talk about Euro vehicles. I had a 69 Ford Escort Station wagon in Mombasa Kenya in the 80's I really think it may have had only three doors. No matter where I showeed up in that car everybody accused me of being a liar saying it couldn't make it out of downtown Mombasa let alone wherever I was. well it actually couldn't when i first bought it and snaked and bounced it down this back alley dirt track to my old hotel. After removing the bits of 18 wheeler tire pieces that had been cut for bushings in the tie rods so I decided to buy some more tools.... and I guess the Railway Golf Course parking lot in Nairobi and finding a Renault piston in # 2 cylinder that didn't come close to having rings that touched the sides of the walls might have made it a memorable vehicle... or was it the gear shift lever and the enire top plate of the transmission coming into my hand in the middle of a great upshift as I made the last huge grade to roll out of the rift valley (no stopping and fixing that one the car was having some serious electrical breakdown problems so shutting it off or stopping was out of the equation, it was early in the am and cool so most of the fluid decided to stay put).... no it had to be the price got that one some blame # of Kenya schillings, dam near the price of a brand new set of really good tires.....or was it the fact that I carried three spare tires and 2 extra rims and still got caught without air on the coral roads of soutcoast and had to hitchhike a ride on a cow to get repairs.

Euro cars in the 80's how abought a Fiat Lada that I was able to talk them down (these are Scots outside of St Andrews!!) to 43 pounds and still had enough tags to get me through almost a half of year. I finally learned a new word "Ahhh lahd ya got yaself a right BANGER thehhh" Yeah I heard the word banger for months after that; so what if you could see the tire through the top of the front left fender, that sucker fired up with a bang everytime I turned the key, it never missed a beat. got burned when i could only get 30 for it when i sold it but just didn't seem like I couldn't find too many takers for that great piece of Russian engineering and I had to run and dumped it. As good as a Ford forever

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Had some wheels even though i'm considered young (32ish).

In my garage at the moment:

1985 Jaguar XJ Veeeee 12

1969 Ford 17M RS2000 http://www.garaget.o...4ℑ=1466962

1969 Ford Capri mk1 under restoration

Ahh those memories. The car that I still regret crashing was the 1991 Ford Scorpio Cosworth. The perfect luxury cruiser for the "average Joe".

Well not so interesting as some posts but I did love my 70s? Delta 88 2 door coupe 455 4bbl. White leather seats oooh...and gas at Can 27c? a gal...

Remember me and mates drooling over the first Capri in a showroom in UK ...we were driving a Consul 375 ( remember the movie "Alfie".??..everyone's hero lol)

I know I know :) . The other guys around here have had some very interesting wheels at their disposal.

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Had some wheels even though i'm considered young (32ish).

In my garage at the moment:

1985 Jaguar XJ Veeeee 12

1969 Ford 17M RS2000 http://www.garaget.o...4ℑ=1466962

1969 Ford Capri mk1 under restoration

Ahh those memories. The car that I still regret crashing was the 1991 Ford Scorpio Cosworth. The perfect luxury cruiser for the "average Joe".

Well not so interesting as some posts but I did love my 70s? Delta 88 2 door coupe 455 4bbl. White leather seats oooh...and gas at Can 27c? a gal...

Remember me and mates drooling over the first Capri in a showroom in UK ...we were driving a Consul 375 ( remember the movie "Alfie".??..everyone's hero lol)

Now you guys are jolting the memories when you talk about Euro vehicles. I had a 69 Ford Escort Station wagon in Mombasa Kenya in the 80's I really think it may have had only three doors. No matter where I showeed up in that car everybody accused me of being a liar saying it couldn't make it out of downtown Mombasa let alone wherever I was. well it actually couldn't when i first bought it and snaked and bounced it down this back alley dirt track to my old hotel. After removing the bits of 18 wheeler tire pieces that had been cut for bushings in the tie rods so I decided to buy some more tools.... and I guess the Railway Golf Course parking lot in Nairobi and finding a Renault piston in # 2 cylinder that didn't come close to having rings that touched the sides of the walls might have made it a memorable vehicle... or was it the gear shift lever and the enire top plate of the transmission coming into my hand in the middle of a great upshift as I made the last huge grade to roll out of the rift valley (no stopping and fixing that one the car was having some serious electrical breakdown problems so shutting it off or stopping was out of the equation, it was early in the am and cool so most of the fluid decided to stay put).... no it had to be the price got that one some blame # of Kenya schillings, dam near the price of a brand new set of really good tires.....or was it the fact that I carried three spare tires and 2 extra rims and still got caught without air on the coral roads of soutcoast and had to hitchhike a ride on a cow to get repairs.

Euro cars in the 80's how abought a Fiat Lada that I was able to talk them down (these are Scots outside of St Andrews!!) to 43 pounds and still had enough tags to get me through almost a half of year. I finally learned a new word "Ahhh lahd ya got yaself a right BANGER thehhh" Yeah I heard the word banger for months after that; so what if you could see the tire through the top of the front left fender, that sucker fired up with a bang everytime I turned the key, it never missed a beat. got burned when i could only get 30 for it when i sold it but just didn't seem like I couldn't find too many takers for that great piece of Russian engineering and I had to run and dumped it. As good as a Ford forever

Hahahahahaha :lol:

You should write a book.

I had a taunus gxl with the same type of plastic fitting between gearbox and stick. One day I was chasing a friend of me through a curve and got a little too entusiastic with the gearshift changing from second to third. I was a bit surprised when I sat there with a loose stick paying more attention to it and almost ended up in a snowdrift.

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Had some wheels even though i'm considered young (32ish).

In my garage at the moment:

1985 Jaguar XJ Veeeee 12

1969 Ford 17M RS2000 http://www.garaget.o...4ℑ=1466962

1969 Ford Capri mk1 under restoration

Ahh those memories. The car that I still regret crashing was the 1991 Ford Scorpio Cosworth. The perfect luxury cruiser for the "average Joe".

Well not so interesting as some posts but I did love my 70s? Delta 88 2 door coupe 455 4bbl. White leather seats oooh...and gas at Can 27c? a gal...

Remember me and mates drooling over the first Capri in a showroom in UK ...we were driving a Consul 375 ( remember the movie "Alfie".??..everyone's hero lol)

Now you guys are jolting the memories when you talk about Euro vehicles. I had a 69 Ford Escort Station wagon in Mombasa Kenya in the 80's I really think it may have had only three doors. No matter where I showeed up in that car everybody accused me of being a liar saying it couldn't make it out of downtown Mombasa let alone wherever I was. well it actually couldn't when i first bought it and snaked and bounced it down this back alley dirt track to my old hotel. After removing the bits of 18 wheeler tire pieces that had been cut for bushings in the tie rods so I decided to buy some more tools.... and I guess the Railway Golf Course parking lot in Nairobi and finding a Renault piston in # 2 cylinder that didn't come close to having rings that touched the sides of the walls might have made it a memorable vehicle... or was it the gear shift lever and the enire top plate of the transmission coming into my hand in the middle of a great upshift as I made the last huge grade to roll out of the rift valley (no stopping and fixing that one the car was having some serious electrical breakdown problems so shutting it off or stopping was out of the equation, it was early in the am and cool so most of the fluid decided to stay put).... no it had to be the price got that one some blame # of Kenya schillings, dam near the price of a brand new set of really good tires.....or was it the fact that I carried three spare tires and 2 extra rims and still got caught without air on the coral roads of soutcoast and had to hitchhike a ride on a cow to get repairs.

Euro cars in the 80's how abought a Fiat Lada that I was able to talk them down (these are Scots outside of St Andrews!!) to 43 pounds and still had enough tags to get me through almost a half of year. I finally learned a new word "Ahhh lahd ya got yaself a right BANGER thehhh" Yeah I heard the word banger for months after that; so what if you could see the tire through the top of the front left fender, that sucker fired up with a bang everytime I turned the key, it never missed a beat. got burned when i could only get 30 for it when i sold it but just didn't seem like I couldn't find too many takers for that great piece of Russian engineering and I had to run and dumped it. As good as a Ford forever

Good story mate....

Talking of bouncing Fords...I remember driving on the dirt & rock coast road from St Anthony, Newfoundland down to the ferry at Sydney?..Anyways I was behind my mate in my Delta 88, him driving a little fairly new Pinto. Well that road weren't so great with huge potholes but built up over the muskeg....well I see him hit a pothole in front doing a "little jig" flip over and land a few meters into the muskeg right way up...as you can imagine I shit myself.. screeched to a halt beside the car..out pops my mate..."f...g hell eh ! and me case o' Moulsen is in the trunk..hope it ain't broke eh". Anyways I got my "tank" with a lump of big telephone cable attached and hauled him out onto the road with just a bent wheel rim and a grazed roof". Interestingly later we drove through Montreal and on stopping the other side for gas,he got out of his car white as a sheet...the traffic had scared him so much .... poor prairie lad that he was........

Oh yes the Moulsen X still had 20 bottles unbroken out of the 24....who said Fords are not very good...lol

Come to think of it didn't Pinto have a recall....something about the gas tanks exploding on impact????

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In the late 1970's I purchased a car for a friend. (He and the owner had a personal problem.) The friends wife threw a fit when he told her about his potential play toy (1954 Jaguar coupe), so I was the proud owner of same. I did some minor refinishing on interior, wood panels, floor mats, etc and discovered that it had a "break in" piece of wood under the accelerator, which had never been removed (1 owner). The Manuel guaranteed 120 mph and without the wooden piece it would get there. I did some minor body repair (fiberglass), cleaned/re chromed the bumpers, etc, over a 1 year time frame. One weekend, I took my 4 year old son out for a ride (he liked the back jump seat) and A fellow followed me home, looked at the car, determined it was original, made a offer and paid cash and picked it up the next day. Even though the car was not considered antique, people would want to sit in it, look at the engine (6 cylinder, dual carb). Another fond memory of a unique ride for the time and place.

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I purchased my first brand new car when I was in the US Navy home ported in San Diego. This was in 1969 and the car was yellow with spoke rims and solid wood steering wheel. Get this a 1969 MGB GT and yes I'm a Yank. Dam I loved that car. Nothing could touch me from 0 to 95 mph but at at 96 I was toast by the CHP.:lol:

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So my car of cars wasn't the Ford 5000 industrial tractor that served me endlessly in Monterey or the robin egg blue 62 Ford Falcon Country Sedan with the fake woody exterior with the brown vinyl replacement for the contact paper fake wood sides but in fact a Chevy. My dad bought a brand new 65 Chevy 3/4 ton Custom Cab Pickup. All the kids in the family cut their teeth on that. I ended up buying it from him in the late 70's and it was still basically all original from the way he ordered it from the factory. 4 speed tranny with compound low gearing matched to a rear end that was 4:11. the original 283 V8 was replaced with a 327 corvette that we bored it out .060 over. Top speed in 2nd gear might be 20 mph (1st gear was about 7) but never even got near that unless it was a full out drag race ( nobody could get close for the first hundred yards but by then i was in 4th and would shut it down) but that was very rare, but i'd play with the punks once in a blue moon. With the 4:11's you could put your buddies on the rear bumper and do wheelies if you really wanted (never did, I raced a bit for a few feet at times but wasn't much into beating up my vehicles because I'd be the one fixing and paying for that stupidity). That truck had to haul ten of thousands of tons of loads. a buddy and I cut and split and hauled close to 30 cords of Eucalyptus some close to a meter and half in diameter in la little over a week. I was a regular at the local dump hauling trash et al for pay in the big city to earn rent and school money. A buddy and I once demo'd and hauled out an entire house in a day (less perimeter foundation), it was Homelight chain saws forever in those days for me unless I was climbing in in the trees then McCullough Macs were my saws of choice. I eventually bought some big (in those days) 12x16.5 10 ply motor home wheels and tires for the back for a bit more strength and to get away from the original split rims (remember those guys?) but didn't know that GM had put a recall on these buggers due to bad welds. One run down the Baja and only abouut 30 miles from the end of the tip and 1500 miles on the road the pavement was blown out and I hit it at night and broke the left rear wheel off, 8 lugs and the center stayed with me and went off a cliff the tire and the rest of the wheel kept going down the road. I have claustraphobia with seat belts and refuse to use them (I've paid more than a few 200 baht fines here in the LOS) and that day after rolling a bit i was thrown out on my head into the desert and rocks and cactus and days later when I could move again i saw that the roof of the truck was squashed flat down on the the seat of the cab and the steering stood higher than the roof, the rear axle had been blown thru the bed and the whole truck was bent into a V. But the truck still didn't let me down as there was this red headed freckled face local policia chick that wanted to use and abuse my body and she was messing with me in the back of the cop car as they were dragging me down to the yard to extract a bunch of money for various and assorted Mexican justice needs and fines. My body was cricking and cracking, my concussed brain was post ictal and there were cactus spines in parts of my body I couldn't see or feel. I knew that woman was going leave me in a pile of used up flesh til she saw my too cool brand new (first time I ever did it and with my fire department salary I splurged) stereo in the truck. Long story short she ended up with my baby and I got away with my body (and soul?). I'd give all my other vehicles up and more to have that fine machine back again. I don't think they have made too many vehicles better than they did in 1965. I truly believe that was the finest year of auto production in the history of US car manufacturing. What would that mint used 1965 Ford Cobra with the 429 for $4995 be worth today if I could have scraped the change together to grab that. Iffa iffi Forever Fords and a Chevy or two

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Sorry guys but there is only one winner. 1973 Dino Ferrari.

Yank cars like their owners, loud aggressive and powerful. Italian cars, like Thai offerings if they had some, sexy but dont get old gracefully. Japanese cars, canned fish acceptable to 80% of the masses. Exception, Godzilla, Nissan Twin Turbo with balls not ball bearings, take those limiters off, NOW. Dont even try Poms, ever since the Austin Healy it's all an expensive yawn, more specifically, De Yawn e-yen. But since things that go bump in the night here now includes Russians, I suppose Soi 3 will soon be full of Russian Zils. Good God! Korean masterpieces, give me a Chun-dai, a masterpiece in reverse engineering, spell thisbackwards, PARC

For me, not the man, Enzo, but one he named after his dead son, the Dino. WOW! 2.4 litre, mid engine V6 24 valve Ver-<deleted>'king-Tang machine......Pure style..AUD 14,000 brand new. Dont I wish...

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Sorry guys but there is only one winner. 1973 Dino Ferrari.

Yank cars like their owners, loud aggressive and powerful. Italian cars, like Thai offerings if they had some, sexy but dont get old gracefully. Japanese cars, canned fish acceptable to 80% of the masses. Exception, Godzilla, Nissan Twin Turbo with balls not ball bearings, take those limiters off, NOW. Dont even try Poms, ever since the Austin Healy it's all an expensive yawn, more specifically, De Yawn e-yen. But since things that go bump in the night here now includes Russians, I suppose Soi 3 will soon be full of Russian Zils. Good God! Korean masterpieces, give me a Chun-dai, a masterpiece in reverse engineering, spell thisbackwards, PARC

For me, not the man, Enzo, but one he named after his dead son, the Dino. WOW! 2.4 litre, mid engine V6 24 valve Ver-<deleted>'king-Tang machine......Pure style..AUD 14,000 brand new. Dont I wish...

A car to dream about.

Without a doubt the best two cars I've ever owned, and hard to seperate, are a 72 Range Rover and a 76 Peugot 504 Family Estate.

The RR was so desirable for the first 5 years of production you could drive out of the showroom sell it and make a profit.

I bought a 4year old RR for £2200 and it had only cost £1800 new.

The 504 was superb. A real work-horse (32 x 25K sacks of spuds no prob) a dream to drive and as rugged as they come. Memories of driving thro one of the Brecfor Forest stages in the 78 Welsh International Rally in torrential rain along with Timo Makkinen, Russel Brooks, Carlos Saintz etc ----- but thats another story

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  • 8 months later...

Sorry to burst all your bubbles here....but their is only one car in the world and I owned it way back in 1984

It was the MK1 Ford Escort Mexico with a block that was a Ford Cosworth DHOC 16-V Turbo finally tuned to 350 BHP. (sweet baby)

Now this was sex on legs and would go like a bat out of hell.....! and I did race this beast in Thetford England and also on the roads where I would beat 99.9 % Of any car you could name biggrin.gif.

Also the Triumph Dolomite sprint - was my nice British car that I loved to drive along with a Capri 3L,Nissan 200sx with 480BHP.

By the way I would love to buy and own one of these again in Thailand I have seen some about maybe one day when the house is sold in the Dominican Republic.

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I am English there is only one car Ford Escort MK1

I love escorts so when I found one in Bkk I striped every nut and bolt of it and turned it in to a race winner here in Thailand

I dont BS like most on here, Watch this Me My car the last bit of the movie is me laping some poor Thai in his 3lt BMW

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My first car was a 55 Chevy coup that someone had dropped a 348 cu. in. V-8 with 409 heads. It had a high ratio rear end and would go too much above 80 mph. But it got there fast. It was black when I bought it, but I hit a tree and we had bolt a new doghouse on it. It was from a primer orange body. We also used the trunk lid from the same body, so I wound-up with a two-tone 55 Chevy coup. Pumpkin orange front end and trunk lid and a black body. It was a street legal 1/8 mile dragster that flashed "pull me over" to every cop in the city. We called it the Halloween car.

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My first car was a 55 Chevy coup that someone had dropped a 348 cu. in. V-8 with 409 heads. It had a high ratio rear end and would go too much above 80 mph. But it got there fast. It was black when I bought it, but I hit a tree and we had bolt a new doghouse on it. It was from a primer orange body. We also used the trunk lid from the same body, so I wound-up with a two-tone 55 Chevy coup. Pumpkin orange front end and trunk lid and a black body. It was a street legal 1/8 mile dragster that flashed "pull me over" to every cop in the city. We called it the Halloween car.

Had a budy wi8th a 55 and he wired a piece of wood to the backside of the clutch pedal so when clutch disengaged bam and the wood would restrict and further depression of the pedal to the metal. I beloieve it was that car or his corvette that ended up in a tree. too too fast. That metallic 57 Cad Biaritz convertible with the dual quads 4 spd auto and full candy apple blue leather interior with the saber spoke original aluminum wheels was one bad mammajamma. One of less than 1000 ever made. Cads Forever

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:offtopic2:"Man there are mushrooms growing on this site and no pun intended it's been pretty slow "

To tell the truth Its the same 5-6 people that post 90% of the posts and try and keep things going on here. Take these 6 away and what would there be ?

I include myself in this, and you know who the rest are

Is it an age thing ? Is it the fact that everyone knows everything ? or is it the fact that no one wants to share there info?

What ever it is if you lot dont start to get things fired up this Forum will be on its arse.

Now lets get things FIRED-UP

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Andy.

To keep you happy, I will go totally O.T.T.

I am English.

Who wants fast cars? It's QUALITY that counts!!!!!

Many years ago, I bought a 1949 Bentley Standard Steel V1 of my girlfriend''s mother. She had it as she also had a Pyrenees Mountain dog and that was the smallest car she could fit it into!! Sadly the dog later died so his mistress sold the car on to me.

It was a lovely car to drive and solid quality. The doors just gave a solid Clunk when you shut them and if driving at night and some bastard behind you didn't dip his lights - no problem - you just slid a lever above the drivers door and a roller blind came up to cover the back window!!!!

The girls loved it!

Main problem came when filling up with petrol. The car only did 12 1/2 miles per gallon! Even though petrol was cheap in those days. I, being young was not earning much so had to select when I used it.

The most memorable time that used it could have also been the most embarrassing. A cousin of mine near London was having a 21st. dance. I was invited and was put in a House Party at Windsor Castle. NO not with the Royals but with the Dean's family at his house (also inside). After a very good dinner at the Dean's, our party went on to the dance. It ended in the early hours and my passengers and I set off back to the Dean's to sleep for the rest of the night. Arriving back at the Castle at about 2.30 a.m. was horrified to find the massive wooden gates shut. We got out of the car and looked - what do we do? Beds are inside! Suddenly the head of a policeman put his head out of a side window.

"Where are you wanting to go?"

"URRR. To the Dean's house".

"That's okay then" and he openned the gates.

The Dean had 2 sons (at Eton!) about my age so the policeman must have been used to such happening!

All's well that ends well BUT I had been worried for a moment that the headlines of the morning papers might have read "Drunk tries to break into Windsor Castle"!

Sadly in the end I had to sell it as the first house that I bought was a town house. The car would fit into the garage BUT you couldn't open the doors either side so the only way out was through the roof and climbing down the back. NOT the best way to treat a much loved car.

'nough said!!!!!

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Funny and true insurance claims:

Incidents with Pedestrians.

  • The pedestrian ran for the pavement, but I got him.
  • The guy was all over the road. I had to swerve a number of times before I hit him.
  • I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the road when I struck him.
  • To avoid hitting the bumper of the car in front I struck a pedestrian.
  • The pedestrian had no idea which way to run as I ran over him.
  • The car in front hit the pedestrian but he got up so I hit him again.
  • I saw a slow moving, sad faced old gentleman as he bounced off the roof of my car.
  • A pedestrian hit me and went under my car.
  • I saw her look at me twice. She appeared to be making slow progress when we met on impact.

  • Accidents with other vehicles.
  • I collided with a stationary truck coming the other way.
  • A truck backed through my windshield into my wife's face.
  • The other car collided with mine without giving warning of its intention.
  • My car was legally parked as it backed into another vehicle.
  • When I saw I could not avoid a collision I stepped on the gas and crashed into the other car.
  • I started to slow down but the traffic was more stationary than I thought.
  • The accident occurred when I was attempting to bring my car out of a skid by steering it into the other vehicle.
  • I was backing my car out of the driveway in the usual manner, when it was struck by the other car in the same place it had been struck several times before.
  • I was unable to stop in time and my car crashed into the other vehicle. The driver and passengers then left immediately for a vacation with injuries.
  • The gentleman behind me struck me on the backside. He then went to rest in a bush with just his rear end showing.
  • The car in front of me stopped for a yellow light, so I had no choice but to hit him. (She pushed him through the intesection)

  • Collisions, calamities, and injuries.
  • Coming home I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don't have.
  • I told the police that I was not injured, but on removing my hat found that I had a fractured skull.
  • I pulled away from the side of the road, glanced at my mother-in-law and headed over the embankment.
  • I thought my window was down, but I found it was up when I put my head through it.
  • As I approached an intersection a sign suddenly appeared in a place where no stop sign had ever appeared before. I was unable to stop in time to avoid the accident.
  • In an attempt to kill a fly, I drove into a telephone pole.
  • I saw two kangaroos having it off in the middle of the road. So I hit them, which caused me to ejaculate through the sunroof.
  • I was thrown from my car as it left the road. I was later found in a ditch by some stray cows.
  • The telephone pole was approaching. I was attempting to swerve out of the way when I struck the front end.
  • I pulled in to the side of the road because there was smoke coming from under the hood. I realized there was a fire in the engine, so I took my dog and smothered it with a blanket.
  • The claimant had collided with a cow. The questions and answers on the claim form were - Q: What warning was given by you? A: Horn. Q: What warning was given by the other party? A: Moo.

  • Who is to Blame?
  • No one was to blame for the accident but it would never have happened if the other driver had been alert.
  • I didn't think the speed limit applied after midnight.
  • I had been shopping for plants all day and was on my way home. As I reached an intersection a hedge sprang up, obscuring my vision and I did not see the other car.
  • The indirect cause of the accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth.
  • I was going at about 70 or 80 mph when my girlfriend reached over and grabbed my testicles so I lost control.
  • I was on the way to the doctor with rear end trouble when my universal joint gave way causing me to have an accident.
  • On approach to the traffic lights the car in front suddenly broke.
  • The accident was caused by me waving to the man I hit last week.
  • Windshield broke. Cause unknown. Probably Voodoo.
  • No witnesses would admit having seen the mishap until after it happened.
  • I had been learning to drive with power steering. I turned the wheel to what I thought was enough and found myself in a different direction going the opposite way.
  • The accident happened when the right front door of a car came round the corner without giving a signal.
  • I had been driving for forty years when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident.
  • I left for work this morning at 7am as usual when I collided straight into a bus. The bus was 5 miniutes early.
  • An invisible car came out of nowhere, struck my car and vanished.
  • I knew the dog was possessive about the car but I would not have asked her to drive it if I had thought there was any risk.
  • The accident happened because I had one eye on the truck in front, one eye on the pedestrian, and the other on the car behind.
  • I started to turn and it was at this point I noticed a camel and an elephant tethered at the verge. This distraction caused me to lose concentration and hit a bollard.
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For me, it has to be the Big A, not really a road vehicle but did have a top speed of 50mph,its a fert spreader, with 3 big wheels, it has a Cummins 6bta engine, 5.9 litre turbo charged, Allison 4 speed auto box and 3speed transfer box, it is mainly used for damp fen like lands in Eastern England, I never drove one on wet land, but did many miles delivering and collecting the machines for service and faults ect, King of the road!!

This link will show you pics of the Big A, and the same firm i used to service these machines for, so there you are, farming and road in one post..

http://www.jhbunn.co.uk/index.php/aboutus/history-a-gallery/194-fertiliser-spreading-over-the-years.html

Cheers, Lickey..

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This link will show you pics of the Big A, and the same firm i used to service these machines for, so there you are, farming and road in one post..

http://www.jhbunn.co.uk/index.php/aboutus/history-a-gallery/194-fertiliser-spreading-over-the-years.html

Cheers, Lickey..

Just the job in Bangkok traffic, imagine driving one of those down Sukhumvit!

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