I was 15 and was working at a local Burger King. I had been working there for over a year and had moved my way from mopping the floor, straight through fries, and I had become a real mover and shaker on the muchly prized burger board position. I needed a car. The year was 1985. Knight Rider was still on TV. The brand new pontiac trans ams where kick'n.
My dad had always been a ford man (1970 galaxie 500) and my brother was into chevys.(1976 Monza Spider) I was undecided. I was kind of in the market for a 68/69 camaro. They where still cheap enough to get on a part time, living at home with the folks, Burger King income. But, there where none to be had in the small town that I grew up in at the time. I did find a really smoke'n 1978 firebird that the guy wanted $6000. That was way too much for me to spend. Smokey and the Bandit had made these cars very expensive. lol My quest went on.
There she was, a dark blue 1971 gill equiped, hood scooped, fire breathing 440, Mickey Thompson tire wearing machine. The mold was struck.
I asked the owner what he wanted for the car and it was every bit of money I had to the penny. $1500. I tried to talk him down some but he told me that I had till the end of the week to make up my mind because he was going to a swap meet on saturday and he was not going to bring this car back. I will never forget that fateful friday afternoon as I drove away in what turned out to be my lifelong obsession.
At the time, I was not a Mopar fan. I was not an any car fan. That car was the crossroads and I have never looked back.
I bought the car when I was 15, two weeks before I turned 16 and at that time in Kansas I could drive with a permit. I was a farm kid and had been driving wheat trucks to town from the ripe old age of 12.
The car was blue when I bought it but when I was in high school, I painted it gray. After high school I went off to do what most do. I went to collage and got me a family. I lived in apartments and flop houses with friends throughout the years. The whole time, I paid $40 dollars a month to keep the car in a covered storage with solid cement floors. 15 years worth of 40 bucks a month when I was paying at times $150 a month for the place I lived. LOL
Anyway, I have always driven Mopars. In my poor years, I just drove cheaper Mopars. lol
I am in the middle of going through the old girl and putting here back to as original as I can. It is still a long road but a sweet, sweet obsession. lol
It was a FC7 in-violet purple car and I am really looking forward to how she comes out.
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