- Joined
- Jan 13, 2012
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- Location
- Washington
- My Car
- 1971 Mach1, 351 Cleveland, Ram Air (not factory), C6 Automatic, AM/8 Track, Bright Red.
My 21 year old son has always questioned why I spend so much time and money on a 40 year old car with outdated, undependable technology and so prone to rust. I agree with him, from a “purely practicable” point of view it makes absolutely no sense to try and keep these things running. Compared to modern cars, they’re unreliable gas hogs, emergency braking or crash avoidance maneuvers takes 2 years off of your life, a long road trip can turn into a costly adventure and 90% of us will never get the money and time we’ve put into them if we were to sell. So why do we do it? There have been times I’ve wondered myself…but then I take it out on a cruise on a nice day and it provides an experience that takes me back to a time cars were more than just transportation, those of us laboring and spending on these cars are keeping a part of America alive that is fading fast. Computers didn’t exist when I was a young man, our television got 3 channels (and we only had 1), everything evolved around school, my part time job and my car. There were times I would take something apart on my car and put it back together just to occupy time and make sure it was perfect.
Yesterday my son and his 21 year old friend helped me clear several large tree limps that fell during our recent storm. We had an unusually nice day so after we finished the job I stunned the boys by tossing my son the Mach 1 keys (for the first time) and told them to take it for a spin. After a nail biting hour I heard the rumble of the car pulling into the garage. They both had ear to ear grins and my son said “Dad I get it”. That made all the labor I’ve put into the car worth it.
Yesterday my son and his 21 year old friend helped me clear several large tree limps that fell during our recent storm. We had an unusually nice day so after we finished the job I stunned the boys by tossing my son the Mach 1 keys (for the first time) and told them to take it for a spin. After a nail biting hour I heard the rumble of the car pulling into the garage. They both had ear to ear grins and my son said “Dad I get it”. That made all the labor I’ve put into the car worth it.