The long post is to set up my point regarding Black and Gold as a color combination, one that I
nearly like as much as my absolutely unshakable and I believe should be universally accepted as undeniable "the BEST" combo possible: Yellow and Black...The other reason is I love recounting this memory. It makes me deeply happy to share and to re-live for myself.
The very first brand new car I ever was blessed with came as a high school graduation present from my dear, beloved grandmother in 1979 and given the domestically manufactured, new car model options, and looking for high-performance in that dismally dark era, I actually test drove a FORD (oh the HORROR)...
Now in my defense, I have been an unshakable citizen of the MOPAR Nation, was born into the MOPAR Family, when I was 7 years old in 1969. I had an unforgettable experience in my parent’s 383 powered 1969 B5 Blue Roadrunner, that really exemplified its power, even compared with the contemporary cars in its era. The story is I was in the back seat with my parents in the front seat, dad driving of course, and my LEO dad who was a street racing local legend, or at least he had "street cred" and was known to other locals in the street scene in New Orleans at the time, my dad put his substantial driving skills along with the ones taught as part of the training New Orleans Police received "back in the day" to use in a big way.
As we were coming over the top of the Interstate 10 "High Rise Bridge", a bridge that goes over the Industrial Canal, well known to locals because it links the Gulf of Mexico to Lake Pontchartrain, that lake being the major geographical feature of New Orleans and half of the reason why New Orleans is called "the Crescent City" the other half of the reason being the Mississippi River. The 2 bodies of water give New Orleans its pronounced crescent shape.
YES, in the dead flat, at or under sea level city of New Orleans, the High Rise Bridge is legendary. Its rapid and significant rate of rise and posted speed limit of 70 MPH is a legendary landmark.
So as we topped the bridge a car with "loud exhaust" went
blazing by us on the bridge where most drivers are going under the limit because the rapid rate of rise takes a determined, conscientious effort to maintain your speed. We were probably doing around 70-75 when this "maniac" blew past us. My dad immediately grabbed the magnetic blue light he had, put it on the dash of his Roadrunner, and tried to put the gas pedal through the firewall.
The Roadrunner responded faithfully, like a stallion charging into the heat of the battle, and in less than one mile the perp was pulled over and getting a speeding ticket from an unsuspected source....
So that long and lovely story is to explain that for me to even consider buying anything BUT a MOPAR is equivalent to sacrilege, but I had a friend who bought a 1979 Mercury Capri, same car as the 79 Mustang, but honestly the Merc Capri has fender flares on all 4 wheels and that was a "muscular" look for a factory stock "hotrod" in that era.
It had the top performance 302 V-8 and a 4 speed manual transmission. I test drove one, but the dealership was in New Orleans and had typical crappy streets all around it. The ride was horrible so I thanked him and wound up
ordering a new 1979 Dodge Aspen R/T. I was driving my "cool used car" at that time, a 1971 Charger R/T 440 4bbl, auto, stock setup.
Out of the color combinations available, there was NO doubt about the one I was selecting. Even my local NFL Football team agreed!
Black and Gold and it was GLORIOUS!
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