When my son was just a babe he went everywhere with my wife and I, even Saturday nights at the local Jack in the Box for show and tell. Our family car was a 69 Super Bee with a 440-6 4spd. with Dana 60. I can still remember the lightning bolts that would shoot from my wifes eyes if I dared crack the throttle open with our son in the car. Needless to say, the car had to go and a more family friendly car replaced it. I was without a muscle car for about 5 yrs. when I finally was permitted to get another. It started with Z and ended with 8, (OK it wasn`t a Mopar). Unfortunately my son never really took an interest in cars ,and still sees them today as nothing more than a mode of transportation. I think it`s fantastic that fathers and sons can share in any hobby,especially one such as the restoration and modification of the old Mopars.
