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by Pumpkin_Man » Mon Jan 19, 2009 9:57 pm
That old Mercury was junked, but a neighbor of ours bought the body and frame from the junk dealer and made a 'streat rod' out of it. Yes, believe it or not, a 1050s era station wagon was made into a street rod with a Triton V-10.
Anyway, I never saw anything particularly intimidating about that car at all. It was bright yellow, which I thought was pretty neat. It was the very first car I ever rode in as it belonged to my dad. He drove me home from the hospital the day I was born in that car. To me, it was like a "magic" machine that mysteriously transported me to strange and wonderful places, but to my little cousen, it was the car from hell.
I do remember one time the muffler fell off of that car. It roared like an airplane taking off, but my little cousen was afraid of that car before that happened. Come to think of it, did have a rather mournful sounding horn on it. It didn't sound that way because of the way it was designed, but rather because it was hit by a power surge when my older brother tried to jump start it and hooked up the cables the wrong way. My dad had to replace the battery, and the horn just had this wierd ghostly sound after that. The radio was totaly fried, and dad never got around to getting it fixed or replaced, so we drove around with a "dummy" radio in the dash.
Mike