The day I got the keys...

Yes, I remember so well...
Tell us your story. I´m an old fart, and can enjoy a short story from when you picked up your brand new 60´s Mopar from the Show Room. Or got to follow your dad picking up his 4-speed Hemi RR...
No actually, at my age you appreciate any old Mopar... Of course you do...
And no, personally I have only been handeled old keys.
Gorgeous GTS was the car that made join the Mopar Team (1974) and have been loyal ever since.
Thanks.

I did not buy it, but my longtime friend did. It was fall of '68 down in S Ga at Tifton. He just turned 21 and we were in college at Abraham Baldwin Ag College. They later dropped the AG off the name. He had ordered a new 68 Ply Sport Sat. 383 4 speed F3 green, with gold vinyl top and interior. He would not order a Roadrunner as he thought such was childish! I guess a GTX would have cost a few $ more!? It came in and he had me drive him over to Albany about 30 mi away to pick it up. He was all proud..... I gave a chit. I went on over another 30 mi. to home to put another ride on a colt I had recently bought, and then head back to school. I had much rather been home than school. At that time, life was either school or toting a rifle in Nam. I figured I would get drafted sooner or later.
It was a nice car. Sometimes we would trade, I 'd drive the Sat. and he had my pickup. Think it had something to do with a girl and the truck. We went all the way from first grade thru cow college.
He told me a few years back, " that sure was a pretty car!!!!" I agreed, even though many today would prefer something more flashy. Green was big in '68!
He passed a few years back at age 68, too much darn booze for the liver.

American iron in Sweden. I lived in Sweden for a few years in the 80’s and it was a rare site. The long rectangular licence plates were for the European cars while the square plates were for the American cars as the bumpers didn’t have wide enough openings.

I am too young to remember the old times. The oldest new purchase was when dad bought moms 73 light green Satellite. My best memory was when dad bought a used 65 Barracuda that someone had built up with Cyclone fenderwell headers and all the hot rod stuff for the times. It even had a home made 8 quart oil pan. It was a 4 speed car also. He towed it home with a towbar and as I remember it when he began working on it he said that it didnt run because they timed the cam wrong. When he did get it running I jumped in it with him and we went tearing up the lane into the fields. Thankfully he was able to get it back to the house as the headers collected straw and caught fire. I had many rides with him after that and remember racing kids he worked with that had Mustangs and Camaros.

I've never owned a new car. My all-time favorite was my 70 440-6. A good friend bought it new, and had it a bit over a year. I was at NAS Miramar, San Diego, he was first down in Long Beach, then later at a communications station up near Davis CA. (EDIT must be Dixon CA)

George, the original owner still alive last I knew. This was soon after it was new, we had been to Lions




I called him one day, then owning a 69 383 RR 4 speed, about mid summer? 71. "Just to say hi." I was going to repaint and rework the 69, new brakes, etc

He says "don't put all that money into your car, BUY MINE!!!

So I "got it together," financing, plans, "the trip." The car had big rear tires, so I robbed the spare from my 69 temporarily. Flew up from San Diego to Sac, my "luggage" was an overnight bag "with a change of underwear" and A SPARE TIRE WRAPPED IN STRING AND CARDBOARD LOL

So I get to Sac, he picks me up, and we spend the day together. He was selling because he was getting Married AND BOUGHT a Microbus!! The VW dealer wanted the RR for "deposit" until I showed up with the check. The idiot lot kids had left the hazards on and the battery was stone dead. it was SO dead we had to leave the jumper on for a few minutes so the alternator could catch up.

Hit the road S to San Diego. WHAT A DIFFERENCE between the 383!! Had "hang on" aftermarket AC, 4 speed, Dana. Six-pack in the trunk it now wore an 800 DP Holley, headers. Buncha bikers came driving by, I had the windows up, A/C running, happy on a hot day. One of the bikers motioned, he wants to "go." I waved him off, he gave me the finger. So I cranked it into 3rd and away we went. That ***** would do 140 no problem, G60 x 15's and 3.54 gear. I would have liked to have been a mouse around THAT campfire that night to hear the "I lost" excuses.

And it was all downhill from there

The car in 73/74 at the back door of then Mom and Dad's house This was "in the midst" of the 70's gas "crunch" and had a 340 swapped in by then. This was after some girls in a Datsun had rear ended the car doing serious damage. I had them leave the RR trim off the car for some reason. It originally had the "dust trails" along the sides



Me, myself, I somewhere around 72-73

Yes, I like that.
Thanks for taking the time...
Stay safe.