spook
Spook
Hey all of you Mopar fanatics I have finally decided to show all of you my poison! All right the story starts with my seventeenth birthday.. all was well, I went to school did the normal teen jazz, socialized, caused only little problems of course. As time flew by and classes ended I came home to meet up with the family. I received the serious gifts like a new set of socks.. an entire bag.. included was approximately six pairs, YES! I was given miscellaneous other things such as a new pair of shoes and of course some briefs, purely practical and essential things. Hold on there was a twist later in the night, how was I supposed to know that soon my dad would give me the title to his 1967 Barracuda Fastback?
Ok well basically my dad knows his stuff. He is a certified master light heavy duty diesel technician. Apparently not an easy task from what I hear. This is the cool and hopefully not too confusing part. When my dad was eighteen years old he bought a 1967 Barracuda coupe from his mom, my grandmother. The settlement was for exactly one dollar. Yes I kid you not ( 1 ) dollar. The car has been in the family all of its life. My grandma purchased it brand new right out of the parking lot to the amount of 2300$ way back in 1966. The car is still with us today. It sits in the garage, as it has for all of its life. It is all original. Small block 273, Hp 240 horse with a four barrel carb. Stock posi 8 ¾ rear end with 3.23 gears. Original interior, no cracks in the dash, little fade on the instrument cluster ..and all of the above. Ok back to the story. Basically my dad bought a plum crazy 1967 Barracuda fastback in 1986 for a parts car. This is where it all started. He decided since he did not need it at the time he would simply park it in the back yard of his moms house. And of course he did, it sat in the back yard of my grandmothers house for seventeen years, under an old military style oil tarp. Oh my wow it was interesting to uncover, but who cares I am young and full of energy, my dad saw it as the perfect opportunity for some father son time.
Ok well basically my dad knows his stuff. He is a certified master light heavy duty diesel technician. Apparently not an easy task from what I hear. This is the cool and hopefully not too confusing part. When my dad was eighteen years old he bought a 1967 Barracuda coupe from his mom, my grandmother. The settlement was for exactly one dollar. Yes I kid you not ( 1 ) dollar. The car has been in the family all of its life. My grandma purchased it brand new right out of the parking lot to the amount of 2300$ way back in 1966. The car is still with us today. It sits in the garage, as it has for all of its life. It is all original. Small block 273, Hp 240 horse with a four barrel carb. Stock posi 8 ¾ rear end with 3.23 gears. Original interior, no cracks in the dash, little fade on the instrument cluster ..and all of the above. Ok back to the story. Basically my dad bought a plum crazy 1967 Barracuda fastback in 1986 for a parts car. This is where it all started. He decided since he did not need it at the time he would simply park it in the back yard of his moms house. And of course he did, it sat in the back yard of my grandmothers house for seventeen years, under an old military style oil tarp. Oh my wow it was interesting to uncover, but who cares I am young and full of energy, my dad saw it as the perfect opportunity for some father son time.
