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My dad was an honors student in Philadelphia in the early 50s, who became a doctor. Scotch/German heritage, though the adoption agency that placed me said that I was Irish protestant, to grease the wheels with my adoptive parents. Biological dad met my Korean mom through their academic...

Kind of scary, you looked a bit like me back in the day.

Happy birthday, and many more!:bday::bday:

My GTX was parked next to Richard Cranium’s former Hemi Charger at Carlisle two years ago. Deep pocket guy asked what I’d take for it. RC’ s Charger was priced at $285K. Fellow member Hacksaw pipes up, “he’ll sell it today for the price of the Charger.” It didn’t happen, but at that price I...

I saved a correct year plate from back in the day, that I finally put on my '69 GTX, 52 years later. It was on my dad's new Valiant, the day I test drove the GTX. Not original to the car, but dad's car was parked side by side with the current one that day. Tag service that did the transfer was...

Life happens, and the cars come and go. A dry spell doesn't mean you're done with the hobby. Speaking from personal experience.

Welcome from PA. I'm biased like @MarPar. I used to own another "Baby Blue" like his. I remember when your car was sold at Barrett Jackson. Way out of my league at the time.

Back when the selling dealer owned my GTX, I spent a decade staring at it, and drove it 10 miles. Since I bought it in 2022, I've reversed the process, driven more miles than the previous owner did in 28 years, including two trips to Carlisle. My previous '69 became a no miles car after I sold...

Three's a charm. Coolant temperature sensor died on the way home from Carlisle last summer. I installed a reproduction, then a newer Mopar unit, neither of which worked. Finally ponied up and bought a 1980s NOS sensor, tested okay with an ohm meter. A little hard to access on my factory A/C...

The "bullseye" insert set of four is available on ebay for $21. Same for all years.

There weren't many GTXs in my town during the 70s. Most were driven by Penn State students, who left town with the cars after graduation. There was an exception. Local guy, stuck around for grad school. Put the car up for sale in 1977, after he got a deal on a '68 Corvette he couldn't...

With my history with red '69 GTXs, I've been watching this one pretty closely since it first came on the market. It's being offered by a firm that specializes in estate liquidations. Had I not bought the Demonstrator in 2022, there's a good chance I would have ended up with this one, but now...

I have been fortunate to recover two vintage Mopars from out of my past. I've been trying to locate a couple others, with no success. I've spent five decades chasing these things. So far, motor vehicle departments and the internet have been of no help to me in locating cars. Others may have...

Welcome from PA. Beautiful truck, never would have held up like that in my neck of the rust belt.

Just did another visit at the old folks home today. Much to like there, food is awesome, and my hot teacher from back in the day said I’m looking good and she’s waiting for me. No smoking on site. Maybe a Carlisle indulgence?

I drove W900s from the midwest to the west coast during summer break when I was a law student from 1981-83. The build quality was amazing compared to anything else I drove during that era. Years later, my Peterbilt 379 was close, but as mentioned earlier, the Peterbilts gave up a bit of...

During my bulk food transport days, I was also surprised to learn that pet food producers had higher standards than those selling products for human consumption. Quality control people told me it was because small animals had increased vulnerability to contaminants, cause and effect was easier...

Plain old regular oysters look similar to sliced bull's testicles, and when fried taste the same, only stronger. I prefer them raw, which gags most people at the same table, much the same as when I ate the "Rocky Mountain" variety.

I'm a freak. I like them, as well as the seafood version. Ate them for the first time at a restaurant in Texas. I knew what they were, my co-workers didn't. They nearly puked when our host told them.

Happy Birthday! :bday: