Mornin', neighbor!
And a >Ping< to Braveman...car talk, bucko. :^)
"I regret to say my Catalina was only 389 powered, although I indeed lusted to find a 421 Super Duty, but to no avail."
Yes it was called a "Super Duty", now I remember.
Probably a Bonneville too, the two models looking so familiar to a kid my years.
"Ive always loved those 65/66/67 fastback full-size Pontiacs, they were the epitome of sleek, looked fast even when sitting still."
You sure got that right, my friend.
My "Uncle Joe" ) (really a cousin but much older than I, he attained "uncle" status instead) used to *love* Buicks. Had a '65 dark green Wildcat fastback, and man-oh-man could that thing scrrrrream!
Had to scream, those things weren't exactly lightweight. LOL
Literally a work of art, they were that visually beautiful.
"The slickest one I ever saw was a 65 (2+2 maybe?) Bonneville, the owner pulled out a dead 389 (they were notorious for munching themselves because they had only cast steel connecting rods, instead of forged steel), and in its place he somehow shoehorned in a 472 Cadillac and the torque was so massive that he had to install a more durable rear axle, Im thinking it might have been a Dana 60, but not sure."
BWWWWWWHAAAAAA!!!
Those, were the days.
"I know one thing: he could have smoked the tires down to the rims if he had been so inclined, even the bone stock Caddy in that lighter Pontiac body would turn 14.0 in the quarter mile all day long without breaking a sweat, it was one powerful street beast."
Yes they were.
I drive a car now that straight out of Detroit turns 10:9 in the quarter at 131MPH. Even faster with drag radials. Scary fast, more car than I'll ever be driver, ain't that right, Braveman? :o) Best yet if ya don't put the spurs to it? 27-30 MPG highway, to boot. Better than a Camry, for chrissakes!! LOL
While the technology's made quantum leaps over the years, mk? The *thrill* remains the same. ;^)
OK, outa here to haul firewood 'lest I freeze my aging tush clean off. LOL
C’Mon Landru. You know I’m a two wheel guy. I have no stories to tell in or out of school, unless you want to hear about my Kawasaki Triple that ate everything four wheeled alive back in the bad old days . . .
It got 15 MPG. Had to be a record for bad motorcycle mileage . . .