That is hot on multiple levels! The photo epitomizes that era - thanks for sharing!
Have to love Back in the Day Stories!Great picture!! Always good to see bikinis and shaker hoods together !!
This pose reminds me of an incident that I observed many years ago involving chicks and a Mopar engine compartment. Pardon me while I reminisce, if you don't mind.
It was mid summer in 1971 and I was a young lad working in the HVAC service business. I decided to stop for a coney dog and a Coke at a local Dairy Queen in the downtown area of my small Ohio hometown. As I was waiting to be served, I smelled the strong aroma of starting fluid wafting through the air. I turned around and there at a parking space across the street was a 69 Road Runner 440- 6Pak with the fiberglass hood propped up against the parking meter and three gals in jean shorts and hair rollers leaning over the engine bay and drowning the three carbs in either. Finally, one jumped into the driver's seat and was told to try to start the car. At that point I eased behind a small pole holding up the canopy of the Dairy Queen because I didn't want to be hit by shrapnel if that big block blew! After several cranks ( and more either from the gal operating the can ) that 440 fired up with a roar at about 5500 RPM. The engine was screaming as the two put the hood back on and jumped into the car. When the driver dropped it into drive the Road Runner burned rubber for at least 200 feet as the driver tried to maintain control of the angry RR. They were stopped by a redlight about a half a block away and I could hear the engine still straining to blow from that distance. The light turned green and they laid another patch of rubber. Never saw the car again. Guess she had a story to tell her significant other about his damned car!
Great picture!! Always good to see bikinis and shaker hoods together !!
This pose reminds me of an incident that I observed many years ago involving chicks and a Mopar engine compartment. Pardon me while I reminisce, if you don't mind.
It was mid summer in 1971 and I was a young lad working in the HVAC service business. I decided to stop for a coney dog and a Coke at a local Dairy Queen in the downtown area of my small Ohio hometown. As I was waiting to be served, I smelled the strong aroma of starting fluid wafting through the air. I turned around and there at a parking space across the street was a 69 Road Runner 440- 6Pak with the fiberglass hood propped up against the parking meter and three gals in jean shorts and hair rollers leaning over the engine bay and drowning the three carbs in ether. Finally, one jumped into the driver's seat and was told to try to start the car. At that point I eased behind a small pole holding up the canopy of the Dairy Queen because I didn't want to be hit by shrapnel if that big block blew! After several cranks ( and more ether from the gal operating the can ) that 440 fired up with a roar at about 5500 RPM. The engine was screaming as the two put the hood back on and jumped into the car. When the driver dropped it into drive the Road Runner burned rubber for at least 200 feet as the driver tried to maintain control of the angry RR. They were stopped by a redlight about a half a block away and I could hear the engine still straining to blow from that distance. The light turned green and they laid another patch of rubber. Never saw the car again. Guess she had a story to tell her significant other about his damned car!
Now I really enjoyed your story, but I have to say I think you may have "embellished" or "added a little flavor" to it. I happen to know that dropping a 727 into drive at 5500 RPM with the car standing still is not going to "lay rubber for 200 ft". In fact, it won't lay rubber for ANY distance. I can vouch personally for this bit of information as I have done it. (maybe I had "one" too many?) Anyway, what will happen is, the rear differential yoke will "snap" right off and your driveshaft will be slapping the H**L out of the underside of your B body until you finally let off the gas and it stops. Although your version is perhaps more "colorful", my money says it didn't happen quite that way.
" Embellished" or " added a little flavor " is a different way of saying I'm lying. Guess you would have had to been there to see it.