kilobravo
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What a post! Clearly, you adore the Falcon, D and it's quite clear why. Both look totally amazing, even better than when they came off the line. Obessiveness does have its advantages as you well know <smile> and it most definitely shows. Reading about your Falcon reminded me of an incident that occurred back around 1969 or so.
Back in the late '60's here in the US, the Falcon was just an inexpensive, compact for hauling the kids and groceries around and I can't remember ever seeing a single "souped up" version.
But, my best friend's grandfather had two of these '62's both in cream white and he babied those vehicles. Then, when my best friend got his driver's license, his grandfather gave him one of the Falcons and it looked very much like this one.
We went everywhere in that car and loved the darn thing even though it was drastically underpowered. But, it had three on the tree which was way kewel to us. <grin>
One day however, my bud and his mother had a knock down, drag out fight over something while I was at the house, (mom was divorced and that always created tension between them.) Both were extremely hot-tempered and Paul stormed out of the kitchen headed to the garage. As he was leaving, he said that he needed to get the hell out of there and to follow him so, I did.
We saddled up the Falcon, he threw her in reverse, and punched it. The driveway was gravel and the tires threw up a cloud of stones not to mention the noise of them hitting the fender wells. <smile>
Then, he took off down his road and headed for our little town's one "traffic circle," at least that's what we called them in Oh High Yo. <smile>
As we entered the circle, a '69 Grand Prix very similar to this one was approaching with a constant bearing and, decreasing range. <grin>
NORMALLY, the idea was to slow down or even stop at the circle entrance to gauge the approaching traffic and "blend in" as you enter. Not Paul, he was way too pissed off and he hit the circle at about 40kts, tires screaching as he started to ease to the right to negotiate the circle.
Here's an image showing how things went down.
I braced myself and then WHAM, we plowed into the right front quarter of the Pontiac. Fortunately, no one was hurt in either vehicle but both cars were totaled.
That was probably pretty darn boring for some of you but it is a very vivid memory. <smile>
As you were..
Back in the late '60's here in the US, the Falcon was just an inexpensive, compact for hauling the kids and groceries around and I can't remember ever seeing a single "souped up" version.
But, my best friend's grandfather had two of these '62's both in cream white and he babied those vehicles. Then, when my best friend got his driver's license, his grandfather gave him one of the Falcons and it looked very much like this one.
One day however, my bud and his mother had a knock down, drag out fight over something while I was at the house, (mom was divorced and that always created tension between them.) Both were extremely hot-tempered and Paul stormed out of the kitchen headed to the garage. As he was leaving, he said that he needed to get the hell out of there and to follow him so, I did.
We saddled up the Falcon, he threw her in reverse, and punched it. The driveway was gravel and the tires threw up a cloud of stones not to mention the noise of them hitting the fender wells. <smile>
Then, he took off down his road and headed for our little town's one "traffic circle," at least that's what we called them in Oh High Yo. <smile>
As we entered the circle, a '69 Grand Prix very similar to this one was approaching with a constant bearing and, decreasing range. <grin>
NORMALLY, the idea was to slow down or even stop at the circle entrance to gauge the approaching traffic and "blend in" as you enter. Not Paul, he was way too pissed off and he hit the circle at about 40kts, tires screaching as he started to ease to the right to negotiate the circle.
Here's an image showing how things went down.
I braced myself and then WHAM, we plowed into the right front quarter of the Pontiac. Fortunately, no one was hurt in either vehicle but both cars were totaled.
That was probably pretty darn boring for some of you but it is a very vivid memory. <smile>
As you were..
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