I’ve always thought I was born in the wrong era. My mom’s first car was a ’69 Mustang Convertible with a 351 Windsor. He currently has a ’68 fastback that he’s turning into a shelby replica. In fact if you go to the one add here on barn finds and find the article about the mustang/ford field with the red 68 fastback, he owned and actually painted that car that very color. He’s had multiple Mustangs in his lifetime. When his dad found out he chewed my dad out for doing that. His dad said he had to buy his own car so my dad bought a wrecked 68 fastback. My dad had to fight for himself when he was young. After six months of riding the school bus, the Dodge was replaced with a used Caprice, that was no where near as nice as the Dodge had been.Īfter the children gained some skills, graduated high school, started college, and started to act more responsible, they were furnished cars that were more to their liking. He was showing off to his buddies, and lost control of the car driving over 90 MPH on a narrow country road. The car had been driven by the Nuns, and had almost no wear on it. My son demolished a nice low mileage Dodge Diplomat that I bought from a Catholic Church. No one was injured, and the car was easily repaired. Both accidents were not her fault, however both mishaps could have been avoided by a more experienced driver. My daughter had two accidents in it, both minor. That big old tank had lots of miles, but looked and drove like a new car. The next car was the retired family sedan. The car was no longer safe, so we removed it from the road. When my daughter jumped a curb, the subframe broke loose from the body. Unfortunately the car had seen its share of road salt, and some rust. Her first car was a 1978 Olds Omega with a V6.
#HOT ROD FINK THUMBSUP FULL#
My second wife and I had full custody of the children, so all their mom could do is make noise. They would enlist their mother to bombard me with guilt and threats which did not help. They expected me to furnish them with a car. My children played sports and band, but did not work. I worked cutting grass, dumping the garbage in the school cafeteria, and delivering news papers to buy my first car, a 1957 BMW Isetta 300. My children have zero appreciation for cars, and were pretty spoiled. Some kids are responsible, but mine were not. I caught a lot of crap from the kids and from my first wife because I would not hand the car over to them. The car was no hot rod, but to high school kids it looked like it was. The car was not driven much, and when I sold it in 2003 it had 46K actual miles on it. During the time my children were in their teen years I owned an 83 Trans AM that I had bought new. Consider yourself lucky or blessed if no one is injured while they polish their skills and gain responsibility. I tried to teach them basic mechanics, however they always had something else that would rather do. My children could care less… I tried to teach my children to drive a stick shift, but they were not interested. Hopefully you two can make some great memories sharing the car hobby. Often a young person who takes an interest in cars and knows a lot about cars at an early age has a respect for them. Hopefully, this young autoholic will stick with it, so let’s make sure Justin feels welcome in our community! We are glad to see there are at least a few young people who are interested in the hobby enough to get excited about seeing an old car on a trailer! Justin has a few more barn find sightings in his home town of Topeka and we look forward to seeing them.
Thankfully, the original motor is still with the car and will hopefully get restored as well. It originally had a 428 in it, but currently has a Shelby aluminum 427. It originally belonged to the owner’s father, but after he passed away the son decided to restore it. He thought it looked like an Eliminator, so he brought it to his dad’s attention and soon they were pulled into the gas station to talk to the owner.Īfter talking to the owner, they found out this was a true R-Code Cougar Eliminator. While on a family trip, he spotted this 1969 Mercury Cougar at a gas station. Late last night we received an email from 17 year old Justin A, who is a fan of the site and classic cars. Whether there is less interest in classic cars in general or if it’s a shift in interest towards newer “classics”, we aren’t sure, but when we hear about a young person that has an interest in old cars, it gives us hope for the future of the hobby. Several of our readers mentioned concern about the lack of youth interest in the hobby. An interesting conversation took place recently on the story about the 8,000 car salvage yard that’s for sale.
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