What's your very first Mopar memory?

[kiwigtx]

Growing up in a country where MoPars were among the most expensive cars around, I was surrounded for years by For** and UK-Vauxhall type products. This is honestly where I think my MoPar addiction and appreciation started....not ashamed to admit it either;

The belief that cars could fly and the Dodge Charger was the fastest car ever built had me hooked from age 11.

 

[Homstead]

My first Mopar memory is when I was about eight. Dad came home with a 1965 Chrysler 300. It was a 2dr with buckets. Exterior and interior were light blue. Very nice color combo in my opinion. I remember it was a big block but couldn't tell you what it was. We had many family holidays in this car driving from the west coast to the prairies. I slept a lot of miles in that car! lol. Dad sold it about 10 years later and we would see it in town from time to time. I always keep my eyes open for it even today in hopes that It will return home one day. Anyways, Dad always said that was his favorite car and I definitely have a soft spot for the 300s...

 

[mmissile]

He was pouring something down the carbs, I don't know what,
it was blowing/billowing white smoke to all beat hell,
he was revving it up & when he was done, viola! "no smoke"

Probably water. Use just a little while revving the engine, and it knocks the hell outta the carbon

 

[67440chrg]

Mine would probably be riding in the back seat of a 1st gen charger when I was 8. He was trying to get up a driveway in bad weather and the back went sideways into a tree must have been a sure grip. I remember the back seat buckets and the way it sounded.

 

[wagonman]

Watching NASCAR in 69 with Dad, Hey Dad you should get one of them cars with the wing. 2 weeks later with him at Future Dodge in L.I. City ordering a 1970 FC7 Charger 500 383 Magnum Auto A/C black vinyl top.

 

[mmissile]

My first Mopar memory is when I was about eight. Dad came home with a 1965 Chrysler 300. It was a 2dr with buckets. Exterior and interior were light blue. Very nice color combo in my opinion. I remember it was a big block but couldn't tell you what it was. We had many family holidays in this car driving from the west coast to the prairies. I slept a lot of miles in that car! lol. Dad sold it about 10 years later and we would see it in town from time to time. I always keep my eyes open for it even today in hopes that It will return home one day. Anyways, Dad always said that was his favorite car and I definitely have a soft spot for the 300s...

My grandpa had 300's for as far back as I can remember. I know he had a couple Letter-Series cars. He also bought the first 300 built for the 1969 model year. He watched it being built, and there's a picture somewhere with him and others at the end of the line. He's holding a sign that says 1ST 300 for 1969. It was gold, black, black....with a TNT440. The following year, he bought a Challenger RT/SE.

 

[Budnicks]

probably water

Make sense...

 

[hemi*guy]

IN 1972 with my dad driving my sister to college,we passed a gas station with a 1970 Charger with a 4 Sale sign on it. After we dropped my sister off went back to see the Charger it was a 1970 Hemi Charger the guy was selling because he was getting divorced, I remember going for a ride with my dad driving and the owner saying get on it it's a Hemi. My dad bought it after the test drive and I still own it!!!It will be in my family as long as I am alive!!

 

[usaroadrunner]

IN 1972 with my dad driving my sister to college,we passed a gas station with a 1970 Charger with a 4 Sale sign on it. After we dropped my sister off went back to see the Charger it was a 1970 Hemi Charger the guy was selling because he was getting divorced, I remember going for a ride with my dad driving and the owner saying get on it it's a Hemi. My dad bought it after the test drive and I still own it!!!It will be in my family as long as I am alive!!

good story hemi*guy....your car is probably just a touch nicer now compared to 1972. lmao

 

[Mike67]

As a kid growing up in rural Tx in the early 70s, I remember dads 73 Polara,. He was a Tx Highway Patrol Officer. I remember washing it on weekends with him. Every now and then he would let me ride with him to the station...That car was huge to a 4-5 yo!!!!
He was the only DPS officer in a 75 mile radius of Navasota so everyone knew him well. He was able to get out on the NASCAR track outside of College Station and said that was one of the scariest things he every done. The only way to get the car from sliding down the embankment he had to keep it above 80.
I know this is not the car but its the oldest DPS pic I could find....

 

[Thunderlugs]

At age 13 My Uncle Rob Bought a Brand New 68 Charger, And brought it over to Gloat to his relatives. He parked it in our driveway in front of our picture window for all in the house to view. Dressed in Copper/Bronze, with a black vinyl roof I noticed R/T badging on the front fender. I said COOL Uncle Rob, You bought a Charger R/T!! He said NO...... I had the dealer install the Emblems Because those are My initials Robert " Thunderlugs. " 68 is my FAVORITE CHARGER!! Turned out it was a 318 bench seat car. Disappointed!!!! True Story

 

[Glenwood]

Sometime around '84 and before I got bit by the Mopar bug, I had a 76 Pontiac that I swapped the 250 I6 for a 327 with a powerglide. I used to drive by a house occasionally, that always had a purple car (I think) with a huge wing on the back. I thought what kind of idiot put that on the car. LOL
I noticed the roadrunner with a helmet decal on the side and realized years later this was a Superbird. Kill to have one these days!

This first time I really noticed the power Mopars produced was probably around 1982/83. A buddy used to rip up & down the streets with a lime green '71 Superbee. Man, that car could peel rubber. Sadly, a few years later, I came across the same car on top of a junk pile at the wreckers. It was his. No body damage or much rust I could see. No idea why he junked. I took the magnum manifolds off it for my '70 Sat.

 

[Bruzilla]

Mine was from late 1972. My parents had a 1966 Mercury Park Lane they wanted to get rid of. They went to a couple of Ford dealerships in Monroeville, PA. Then they went to Monroeville Chrysler-Plymouth to see what they had. Spread across the front windows of the dealership was a lifesize photo of the new 1973 Roadrunner. It was black with a white stripe and I really liked that car.

A few years later, we were on vacation on St. Croix, US Virgin Islands, and we were at the airport to fly back home and I heard a rumbling engine behind me. I turned around and saw a black/white 73 Roadrunner GTX and I was hooked.

 

[ZR9B]

At age 4 or 5 the guy down the road bought a brand new charger daytona......I don't remember the early years but when I was 7 or so my brother took me over to see touch and smell it!!!!! A year or two later the brother that took me there bought a 66 coronet 440.....I helped (bugged) him put a junkyard 440 4 spd in it. Been hooked ever since

 

[mmissile]

That stirs another memory. When I had my paper-route[yup, I'm that old] The guy who owned Utica Dodge lived on a corner lot with a horseshoe drive. I used to see his copper Daytona out there, all the time. Utica Dodge became Sterling Hts. Dodge. I still have an original "Dodge Depend on it" plate from when my grandparents bought a car there. My grandfather made the salesman take it off a showroom car[for me], to make the sale.

 

[64BEL]

My first memory would have been in '68, I think it was, when our across the street neighbors had a brand new Charger. I remember riding in the back seat of that cool car.

My first Mopar ride was probably being brought home from the hospital in my parents' '59 Savoy in January of '63. I don't quite remember that one!

 

[Homstead]

My grandpa had 300's for as far back as I can remember. I know he had a couple Letter-Series cars. He also bought the first 300 built for the 1969 model year. He watched it being built, and there's a picture somewhere with him and others at the end of the line. He's holding a sign that says 1ST 300 for 1969. It was gold, black, black....with a TNT440. The following year, he bought a Challenger RT/SE.

Sorry but I have another memory that id like to share with you guys. Dad passed in 09, but a few years before I had bought the 65 coronet. One day we were just talking about cars and stuff in general and he told me that when I was away at work he would take a chair into the shop, sit down and look at the coronet. The roofline reminded him of the 300 he had. Its to bad that I never got the car running before he passed. He would have loved it....

 

[OldFolksMopar]

Boy looking back, I was 16 at the time and this was 1966. My love with MOPARS, I already had a 34 Plymouth coupe, and a 1939 Plymouth Sedan with just 18K original miles in the garage. I didn't have any money so they just sat there. Working at the gas station I saw many of the new models come in and out. The MOPARS were the coolest, loudest and I loved them.

Then came Vietnam, At 18 I went into the Navy. After my first year of the war I returned home only to find out my mom had the junk man come by and pick up my beloved MOPAR Stash.

Very sad day. I went back to the Gold coast and bought my first real MOPAR, a 67 GTX 440 4spd. I have not looked back! I have owned several other makes of cars over the years, but only one FORD ever!! I must say it is a pleasure to hang with a group of individuals that bleed MOPARS. Thanks for letting me in!

 

[BeatersRus]

when i was growing up,there was still a lot of boxy shaped cars around.
so,when my dad brought home the 1973 * mighty 6cyl * duster,with its smooth body curves,i was instantly smitten.
my first car was a duster,and it snowballed from there.
since then,over a lifetime,
ive owned/bought/sold/traded/scrapped more cars than most people in my town own.
always loved the mopars.

 

[WileE]

My first Mopar memory is something I was told, since I was too young to recall the occurrence. My Dad had a 52 Dodge. He's driving along with my Mom in the front, she's holding me as a baby on her lap in the front. All of a sudden, the engine dies. He gets out, looking under the hood for anything & everything that could've gone wrong. After wracking his brain out, he gets back in to discover the key was turned to the "off" position.. by me. I was intrigued by the shiny thing dangling as I lay on my Mom's lap, so I reached up & turned it off.