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That was a benefit of Denver in the seventies and eighties. Muscle cars were everywhere. Being the last of seven was cool too. I saw so many cool cars go thru my house. One of my brothers still has his 70 GS 455 that he bought in 81.
One thing that is funny that I was talking to my brother about was that back then these cars were old cars. His GS was 11 years old. My Olds was 14 years old. Bought cars for nothing back in the eighties. I bought my first car at 14 years old. 69 GTO. 3.73 posi. Rusted vinyl top from Michigan. 250 dollars. Ran like a raped ape. Hell my Lexus is 22 years old now.
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That was a benefit of Denver in the seventies and eighties. Muscle cars were everywhere. Being the last of seven was cool too. I saw so many cool cars go thru my house. One of my brothers still has his 70 GS 455 that he bought in 81.
I bought many muscle cars in Denver in the mid to 80’s and flipped them, there was a resurgence of interest starting. I used to drive alleys looking for cars.. when I moved to Florida in 1989 I drove my 66 gto, and towed my 67 400 4 speed firebird, both found in Denver. Unfortunately divorce and all back in the early 90’s cost me the two cars..but since have has a few more and still have a 66 pontiac 2+2 tripower and a66 442 now tricarb.
At one point they are just used cars, Topped off with two gas crunches not that long ago, These things did not demand huge money.
Ya, the top dog models did, but those buying them, it was not their daily driver, so lack of gas or high cost of it. was little matter.
These cars, they sold tens of thousands of the base car. So there were all over. The pool of buyers was much smaller than inventory available. and to many they were just another 10 year old or more used car.
If you were into cars back then it was great, tons to pick from, and easy to make your own. Today, you get folks that get mad if you make it your own.
At one point they are just used cars, Topped off with two gas crunches not that long ago, These things did not demand huge money.
^^^THIS. In 1976 I had the chance to buy a real Boss 429 Mustang for $1500. It had a spun bearing and was just a ratty, rusty used car. As a freshman just starting college, I couldn't come up with $150, let alone $1500 right then, for a car that didn't run.
I was born in the original Florida hospital in 79 in Orlando, and I grew up east of town. Florida's problems can be traced to many things:
1. Total unchecked rampant development bulldozing (literally) any culture and ways the place had.
2. Jamming people together due to #1.
3. Oppressive heat for most of the year, which means folks are out at night, and nothing good happens after midnight.
4. Massive five way culture clash between the Midwest Yankees (who want to be left alone), the Northeastern Yankees (Karens and mobsters), the Cubans, the Puerto Ricans, and the descendants of the original settlers (the crackers, named after cracking whips on the cattle drives). The midewesterns panic, the yankees strut, the hispanics don't take that crap and start shooting at them, and occasionally they screw up and **** off a cracker and get a complimentary airboat ride and eaten by gators in return.
I grew up in old Florida, and it's mostly gone. Citrus groves, dirt roads, palmettos, pastures, and swamps are all now 6 lane roads, cookie cutter subdivisions, malls, and retention ponds. I left for less development when I went off to college, and never moved back. Every time I visit family, the development is worse. I still maintain my Floridian official status by owning a boat in the state, but it's a cheap old catamaran, so it barely counts. I do enjoy Hiassen and Dorsey novels about the state.
I was born in the original Florida hospital in 79 in Orlando, and I grew up east of town. Florida's problems can be traced to many things:
1. Total unchecked rampant development bulldozing (literally) any culture and ways the place had.
2. Jamming people together due to #1.
3. Oppressive heat for most of the year, which means folks are out at night, and nothing good happens after midnight.
4. Massive five way culture clash between the Midwest Yankees (who want to be left alone), the Northeastern Yankees (Karens and mobsters), the Cubans, the Puerto Ricans, and the descendants of the original settlers (the crackers, named after cracking whips on the cattle drives). The midewesterns panic, the yankees strut, the hispanics don't take that crap and start shooting at them, and occasionally they screw up and **** off a cracker and get a complimentary airboat ride and eaten by gators in return.
I grew up in old Florida, and it's mostly gone. Citrus groves, dirt roads, palmettos, pastures, and swamps are all now 6 lane roads, cookie cutter subdivisions, malls, and retention ponds. I left for less development when I went off to college, and never moved back. Every time I visit family, the development is worse. I still maintain my Floridian official status by owning a boat in the state, but it's a cheap old catamaran, so it barely counts. I do enjoy Hiassen and Dorsey novels about the state.
I visit family (New Yorkers who moved there) in Florida, and find many of the native Floridians to be very nasty. I'm from NY, and I certainly sound like it (Long Island/Bronx accent), but not a cocky guy who struts, I can't understand why they're so nasty. They don't like "carpetbaggers" but they're happy to take your money when selling property or a service.
That may be the funniest thing I've read in a while.
Has the 442 J heads. Has the Ram Air exhaust manifolds.
I'll just leave this photo from the ad here.
Here's the real question. Is that really an "F", or a mis-stamped "E"? No Oldsmobile-powered vehicles were built in Flint in the 1975 model year, not even the GMC motorhomes. Olds DID make full size cars in Linden in 1975, however.
I was born in the original Florida hospital in 79 in Orlando, and I grew up east of town. Florida's problems can be traced to many things:
1. Total unchecked rampant development bulldozing (literally) any culture and ways the place had.
2. Jamming people together due to #1.
3. Oppressive heat for most of the year, which means folks are out at night, and nothing good happens after midnight.
4. Massive five way culture clash between the Midwest Yankees (who want to be left alone), the Northeastern Yankees (Karens and mobsters), the Cubans, the Puerto Ricans, and the descendants of the original settlers (the crackers, named after cracking whips on the cattle drives). The midewesterns panic, the yankees strut, the hispanics don't take that crap and start shooting at them, and occasionally they screw up and **** off a cracker and get a complimentary airboat ride and eaten by gators in return.
I grew up in old Florida, and it's mostly gone. Citrus groves, dirt roads, palmettos, pastures, and swamps are all now 6 lane roads, cookie cutter subdivisions, malls, and retention ponds. I left for less development when I went off to college, and never moved back. Every time I visit family, the development is worse. I still maintain my Floridian official status by owning a boat in the state, but it's a cheap old catamaran, so it barely counts. I do enjoy Hiassen and Dorsey novels about the state.
That may be the funniest thing I've read in a while.
I'll just leave this photo from the ad here.
Here's the real question. Is that really an "F", or a mis-stamped "E"? No Oldsmobile-powered vehicles were built in Flint in the 1975 model year, not even the GMC motorhomes. Olds DID make full size cars in Linden in 1975, however.
I'm sure the "J" heads should have been enough, but he had to go and should how much he really didn't know. $2500 opening bid for a basket case and "0" bids received.
