Propwash
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Hey Folks,
Greenhorn here. Looks like a nice site. Been a mopar guy ever scince I was knee high thanks to my dad. A Black 69 Roadrunner stuffed with a Hemi rattling every window in our house on a cold wisconsin winter day is something every kid should wake up to. Year round car back then.
Got a mopar of my own now. 1968 Dodge Coronet 500 vert. Had it half my life now. I suppose I'm only 31 but for 16 years it's lasted longer then any relationship i've had.
When I bought it, I drove home sitting on a milk crate, steering with a vise grip and using a 8ft chunk of speaker wire tied to the throttle arm on the carb for my accelerator. The gas tank consisted of a folgers coffee can tie straped to the radiator wall with a hose running to the fuel pump. The top was a permenant sunroof which shed half it's skin like a lizard by the time I got her home. It was a good thing the valve guide seals and piston rings were so shot in the engine. It provided the perfect smoke screen to help me elude the cops (so I thought), seeing I had no license, no plates and no registration. You know you have a bunch of work to do when you pop the trunk and you see your feet. Oh yeah, and when I pulled the two little knobs under the dash that say "vent" the car turned into the Great Plains Dust Bowl. I looked like PigPen from the Peanuts after that one. I think my eyes are still watering.
I could go on and on but this would turn into a Barnes & Noble back shelf special before too long. Anyway, I look forward to talking with you folks and thanks for the site.
Greenhorn here. Looks like a nice site. Been a mopar guy ever scince I was knee high thanks to my dad. A Black 69 Roadrunner stuffed with a Hemi rattling every window in our house on a cold wisconsin winter day is something every kid should wake up to. Year round car back then.
Got a mopar of my own now. 1968 Dodge Coronet 500 vert. Had it half my life now. I suppose I'm only 31 but for 16 years it's lasted longer then any relationship i've had.
When I bought it, I drove home sitting on a milk crate, steering with a vise grip and using a 8ft chunk of speaker wire tied to the throttle arm on the carb for my accelerator. The gas tank consisted of a folgers coffee can tie straped to the radiator wall with a hose running to the fuel pump. The top was a permenant sunroof which shed half it's skin like a lizard by the time I got her home. It was a good thing the valve guide seals and piston rings were so shot in the engine. It provided the perfect smoke screen to help me elude the cops (so I thought), seeing I had no license, no plates and no registration. You know you have a bunch of work to do when you pop the trunk and you see your feet. Oh yeah, and when I pulled the two little knobs under the dash that say "vent" the car turned into the Great Plains Dust Bowl. I looked like PigPen from the Peanuts after that one. I think my eyes are still watering.
I could go on and on but this would turn into a Barnes & Noble back shelf special before too long. Anyway, I look forward to talking with you folks and thanks for the site.