Nothing quite like sticking your foot into a quadaflop and hearing the sucking sound of the secondaries open up trying to pull enough air through the grossly restricted air horn on the air filter housing matched only by the immediate sucking of the gas gauge to empty.
Great style in the old cars for sure.
Lots of nostalgia but I don’t miss being stuck in them for hundred mile road trips.
I used to take the air cleaner completely off when I wanted to hear those secondaries open up. The WAAHHH sound was amazing.
Mileage in that beast was actually really good, I think in the low 20s. And it could really scoot!
We did three or four family trips completely across the USA in that big yacht (upstate NY - Gary - Chicago - Devil’s Tower - Rushmore - Yellowstone - Grandparents in Idaho - Aunt & Uncle in Albuquerque - Aunt & Uncle in Fort Worth - loop through the southern states to Washington DC and back home. I didn’t mind those trips one bit except going through the deserts without any AC. But the HUGE air vents down at ankle level let in enormous amounts of air to “cool” you off a bit.