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What's your very first Mopar memory?

Watching Dukes of Hazzard. When I was 3 or 4.
Also playing in my dad's 69 Super Bee around the same time.
 
Watching the turquoise '67 GTX vert in Tommy Boy when I was a kid and saying, I want that car.
 
Riding in my dads old 67 Hemi GTX loved it when he opened up those two fours
 
Explaining to my dad on a trip to florida (could have been from Chicago) that I got the thing (don't remember what it was - It was probably some toy truck he had hidden away) by reaching my arm through the worn out package tray on the family's 1960 valliant to get it from the trunk.

Second memory was my dad opening up the charger after leaving a football game.
 
I vaguely remember my dad's 68 GTX, Turbine Bronze. I was probably 5, maybe 6 years old. REALLY wish I had that car now. I remember years later when we were talking about the car, he told me my mother hit right rear quarter on the garage door opening, 2 different times. The body shop guy told my dad that the metal was getting thin, so she really needed to quite do that. LOL
 
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1975. I was five years old riding in back of a barracuda with the seat folded down and staring out of that huge back window looking at the stars.
 
1974, I bought a 1968 R/T Charger off a used car lot in Des Moines for $1,400.00 , 440 , auto on the column, buckets and buddy seat. The car was stone stock, no headers , no chrome air cleaner, nothing but stock ma mopar. I lived in a small town and the big dog in town had a 70 nova ss built to the gills , small block, solid cam, 4 spd. ect ect. jacked up, 50s on the back.
One eve he asked me if I would take a chance and run him at our local 1/4 , he was even going to spot me a couple car lengths.
We had at it, he went up in tire smoke and the charger drove on to the end.
went at it again heads up, same deal the charger ran away from a cloud of his tire smoke.

Later on I found out my charger had a 3:23 and that's what saved me, because I didn't have a clue on how to drag race. Heck his nova had prob 100 more HP than I did. I got lucky, and have been a Mopar guy since the day in 74 I bought that Charger.
 
I was 6 years old and I remember walking on the showroom floor and sitting in a maroon Plymouth Fury and telling my mom I liked it. My parents then bought it off the showroom floor and the salesman let me ride in the car while he drove it out of the building! LOL

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1971 I was 8 years walking downtown McMinnville Oregon with my grandmother. Parked on the street was a brand new In Violet '71 Roadrunner with a white strobe stripe. I can still remember clear as anything that little Roadrunner head in the grille. I told my grandmother that I was going to have one of those one day. Now 22 birds and 45 years later I still get that same feeling when I look at my '71 Roadrunner.
 
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The son of a family friend graduated from university in 1970. He went and bought a brand new 340 4 speed Duster. He took me for a ride and said this is how you speed shift. That thing just wailed and left an impression on a 12 year old kid.
 
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It was mid 80's, I was about 5 years old. I saw this red flake painted 1973 Charger. It was parked and we parked our Saab 99 there too. I went to look at Charger, I had to stand on my tiptoes to see inside. It was about same times, there was a purple 1965 Fury too. Both cars used to go american shows around Finland. My dad had a 1965 Valiant before that Saab, but I don't remember that. When I was 8 years, my dad bought the 1969 Belvedere that I still have. I remember exactly the first time I saw it :)

 
When i bought a 69 318 Charger off a blue chip lot in 1975 for 550.00 USD. I drove the piss out of that car between southern Az desert & bay area. After a while i stuck some 50 series Dunlop racing rains on & terrorized the coast & back roads in North Bay, auto-crossed it. Didnt even have a front sway bar. I was a 1/2 second off of the 'Eibached/Rancho'd' Camaros & Mustangs, fully slammed & set up. The driving position hilarious,,,,stick car in second gear, open vent window & grab post for lateral support,, palm steer the car.....so my elbow is resting on door sill........all out, one armed. Plenty of street challenges in my rear view got to see that pose while having their asses handed to them
Sold the car to a lot in Santa Rosa for 350.00 USD. Those were some daze.
 
My dad had a 1950 Plymouth. I remember well the day that I was in the back seat. Dad went into a store to get something and left my mom and me in the car. I was very young and back then child restraints weren't thought of. I had been playing around with the door handle and when we got out on the road and made our first left turn, well, I was able to hang on to the door as it flung open. That was scary.

Some 14 or 15 years later, I visited my girlfriend for a weekend. Her dad, a State trooper, who later became my father-in-law, invited me to ride with him one night on patrol. We were on the Interstate in a 1970 Fury with a 440. We were driving along when he clocked a car doing close to 100 mph, going the other way. He hit the grass median, came up on the other side and hit the gas. The sound of that motor was awesome and as we were catching up with the car, I glanced over at the 140 mph speedometer and it was pegged. That car and his 1970 roadrunner personal car, started me on mopars.
 
It was early '68, my dad could finally afford to get rid of the old Rambler and wanted a Plymouth Satellite. I was nine and a half and we went into Nini Chrysler-Plymouth in Princeton, NJ. In the showroom was a green two door. I remember looking under the hood at a big sticker that said "Commando" I thought it was cool but dad didn't want "last year's" model. I also failed miserably a couple of years later to get him interested in an orange Superbird that languished on that dealer's lot for months.
 
Another childhood memory was when I was around 5 or so, my Grandad worked for A&M out at the expierement station & during the summer I would go stay with my grand parents and he would take me to work in the fields with him, opening up irrigation canals, planting and harvesting certain sections of the crops they were growing.
Now my earliest memory of of going to work with him was in an old 52 Studebaker which I loved but could never see out of while sitting down... It was old, the thing wouldn't do over 45 mph. My uncle ended up giving him a 65 Belvedere, red on Red which I fell in love with. I could see out of the windshield ( the stude had a major crack on the passenger side that had masking tapeall over it, but I still couldnt see over the dash) and actually see over the top of the door.
I thought that car was cooler than the 70 Buick GS they had as their fancy car...which I later got as a 18th birthday present.
I've talked to a few people in Hearne trying to locate the 65 but no luck..
 
JR high, I walked a grueling three blocks to get there. Every day I walked by the white over blue 57' Desoto two door, parked on the side of the road. It wasn't the best of shape for a six year old car. But the styling got to me. One day on my home the hood was up, and some character was leaning on the front fender. I stopped and said hello. He was friendly enough to reply. From there on I asked what he was up to. He proceeded to tell me about the repair, but then broke into a long description about the car and his plans for it. It had a hemi in it, or so he said so. Me being a pre teen and knowing nothing about cars, just stood there listening. After a few minutes I said a goodby and walked home. I walked by that car for maybe two months, before it disappeared. Man I was disappointed, never to have seen it under it's own power. I still like the 57' Desoto and Chrysler cars.
 
Well I could of swore I did this already but don't see anything so here it is! besides being raised watching knight rider and dukes of hazards. I was with my friends family and we we're heading to the beach I was like 10-12 ish and we we're going with another family and they pulled out of the back street in a plum crazy purple 72 rallye 440 4 speed charger with black ascents,I still remember bit clear as day it was the most amazing thing I've ever seen and heard! I got to ride in it on the way back and holly cow was it exciting. and another time I was in my friends dads 77 bandit trans am and we we're out wiping it around town I was almost old enough for my licence at this point and I was deciding what I wanted to look for to buy the trans am was a 400 big block but it was no wear near as fast as that charger!
Kinda funny my friend found a
79 trans am as his first car witch of course I wanted . I went to work one day and found out I wasn't scheduled of course okay ride was gone so I started walking home. before I got out of the parking lot I found a 74 charger hard top sitting on a trailer in the corner I of course was extremely interested because of the plum crazy car so I called the number told him I wanted it he came hooked the trailer up gave me a ride home I ran in and got my stash of money I was saving for my first car and bought it just like that .the best purchase I've ever made that car was the biggest rustyest pos I've ever owned but I bought it with the money I earned and drove it to school work ect. fixed it if it broke took many girls out in it ,and raised all sorts of hell in that car! sold it many years later because I bought a 68 charger thinking I wanted it more after I came to MY senses it was to late many years later it fell back into my lap I fixed it and drove it again until I decide it was truly time to let her go as I was just finishing up a 1973 charger rallye project no need for it when I had a finished car. I lost track of it for awhile it got restored and got expensive I can't find it anymore! but I have my ultimate car the 72 rallye charger I'm restoring so I'll get over it . but I love my cars .my family isn't car family sadly so I had to learn everything myself .
 
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