Grandpa… bought a rubber

1973 Mercury Colony Park
The original was blue, like balls

Nothing says “ooh baby, I am ready to play” like a 1973 Mercury Colony Park.  To be historically accurate, it needs a dash compass (to find your way home when you have no idea where you woke up), and a blanket in the wayback to buffer the metal cargo area and the vinyl seats when your getting busy with the swarms of hood rats that are inexorably drawn to this bastion of testosterone fueled manliness.

To be truthfully accurate, the blanket was actually for staying alive if the car broke down in the winter – not completely unheard of, once the grand “gasahol” experiment of 1978 fucked up its whole fuel system.

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My Favorite 427

 

Cougar 427

Barrett-Jackson Lot: 1247 – 1968 MERCURY COUGAR GT-E 427 2 DOOR COUPE Sold $181,500.00.  I can think of a million things I said I would never do, that I would do to have this car.

The other 427?  It’s at once too soon, yet cannot come soon enough.

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Oh, Thank Heaven

Somewhere in the wasted haze of being 20 something, I decided that maybe shit jobs at the car wash and the BK lounge were not all that satisfying.  Pod and OG were finishing college.  Phid’s college career was as off the tracks as mine, but we had community college bullshit.  His job at one restaurant […]

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