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How did you get into cars?

Canyon707

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Just wondering how you guys got into the car thing. This pic is pretty old but, I remember the fun I had even at my early age. All these guys are past now. I am trying to bring my grand son up knowing about the fun this all is. So far hes doing well. I took hiom to the NHRA drags in Sonoma last year. He loved it. Nitro junkie hat and shirt and he was tripping. Posted here are a few pictures. Earlydays.jpg2014-07-25 10.24.28.jpg2014-07-27 11.20.58.jpg
 
Hard to see that tiny picture. But in the new shots it looks like your grandson is really getting into it!

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Your grand son is off to a goodstart.He will have a good teacher.
 
How did you get into cars? Typically through the door. still do it that way too. hehehe.
Actually, i came from a non car family. I always had an interest in cars thanks to tv an movies. It wasnt til my early teens that I met someone who was into cars and he became my mentor. Obviously a mopar guy. Thats where i got it from. Its been all down hill from there.
 
My dad always taught me that a car was nothing but a tool that could turn into a financial money pit. I grew up down the street from a guy that didn't see things that way. A few years older than me he took me for my first high speed pass in a 68 GTS 440 4 speed and I was hooked. I was then introduced to the world of mopar in the small town I grew up in. And mopars dominated even though we were out numbered by the bow tie boy's
 
As far back as I can remember I liked cars but never had a mentor. At first dad would buy me those small rubber toy cars to play with then went into models. Went apeshit over the 58 Edsel when it came out and pestered my dad to go to the dealership (he hated Ford products) to get a free friction motored 1/25 scale (?) model of one. Played with it until the wheel fell off. As I became a teen, dad tried to discourage me from wanting to work on them or anything else with them. He finally realized there was no stopping me when I transplanted a 383 into a 66 Belvedere that had a 318 poly and bragged to his buddies about it. Heard some talk from a family friend how he talked about it but he never said anything to me....
 
As far back as I can remember I liked cars but never had a mentor. At first dad would buy me those small rubber toy cars to play with then went into models. Went apeshit over the 58 Edsel when it came out and pestered my dad to go to the dealership (he hated Ford products) to get a free friction motored 1/25 scale (?) model of one. Played with it until the wheel fell off. As I became a teen, dad tried to discourage me from wanting to work on them or anything else with them. He finally realized there was no stopping me when I transplanted a 383 into a 66 Belvedere that had a 318 poly and bragged to his buddies about it. Heard some talk from a family friend how he talked about it but he never said anything to me....

Funny you say that. My dad liked cars but, really never did much with them The cars I remember were a Hudson Hornet, the Studibaker, a 57 plymouth which eventually I got from him. Looking back I wish I had a better relationship with him but, it just didnt happen.

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Hard to see that tiny picture. But in the new shots it looks like your grandson is really getting into it!

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He lives up in Washingto and is the only boy. I had to go on a mission to save him from his sisters. I flew him down to San Francisco and his mom came with him. My wife said to me he probably won't like the races. I looked at her perplexed.... Boy? drag Cars? loud? cool? His mom after I sent the traxes girl photo to her said I was corrupting my son. Well I took him to Buz Aldrin on the Hornet and a space museum in Berkely. In the end they asked what did he like the best. He said the racing. Yessss that made my day for sure.

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Hard to see that tiny picture. But in the new shots it looks like your grandson is really getting into it!

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He lives up in Washington and is the only boy. I had to go on a mission to save him from his sisters. I flew him down to San Francisco and his mom came with him. My wife said to me he probably won't like the races. I looked at her perplexed.... Boy? drag Cars? loud? cool? His mom after I sent the traxes girl photo to her said I was corrupting my son. Well I took him to Buz Aldrin on the Hornet and a space museum in Berkely. In the end they asked what did he like the best. He said the racing. Yessss that made my day for sure.
 
Well I'm like many others i got into cars because of my dad! As long as I can remember he always had cool cars mostly mopars ! Dad was and still is kinda a pack rat won't let much go so threw the years he amassed a very large car collection! I still remember like it was yesterday but now almost 30 years ago hunting junk yards for rusty gold and parts for the 72' SSP he was restoring at the time! And so as life would have it my dad remarried and surprise surprise the new wife wanted nothing to do with cars so my dad was basically forced by her to sell his prized possessions so in the fall of 1994' dad had a sale sold 55 cars mostly all mopars and a ton of his parts collection but he managed to talk her into letting him keep 6 of his most prized baby's so I still have something to look forward to but it just kills me knowing what he had !!
 
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My dad was big into cars, and I've got 3 brothers that have always had "something", whether it be a big block b body, or hot small block A body or Aspen R/T's... I've been surrounded by Ma Mopar all my life
 
I grew up on a 200+ acer farm and when the chores were done, it would get boring. So my younger brother and I would go to different people's houses in the area and ask if they wanted to get rid of their junkers they had sitting around. We would drag them home with a tractor, get them running, clean them and sell them. With the extra money, we would even buy a decent car now and then. The only problem was, our Dad was dead set against having any cars sitting around. We had places that we would hide them until he found them. Then we would catch hell! With all the field roads around, we would play Dukes of Hazard, before there was such a thing. Funny seeing the show when it came out because we were already doing what they did. You should have seen some of the cars that we found. Then I took two years of VoTech for auto mechanics. Graduated High School on a Saturday, started working at a dealership on Monday. After about ten years of bending wrenches I got out of it, didn't pay much like it does now. Got into industrial type work. But I've always had a project, fixing my own or a friend's, or just to make a couple of extra bucks. When it's in your blood, you never stop fooling with these machines...
 
Mom married a gear head drag racer,
wallah instant jr. gearhead drag racer
 
Sonny always liked cars...we (kids) sit and name the year, make and model cars as they would drive past us!

my dad hated Fords, and never wanted a Chrysler product....
Dad said to me "one day you too can own a real car kid, a Cadillac.


he would only buy International Harvester Trucks for the Business!:eusa_think: 'till they no longer could.
 
I grew up in the '50s and we had some real hot rodders in the neighborhood. I was 12 or so years old when the neighbor kid bought a 36 Ford coupe and put an Olds V8 in it. I would stop by after school and watch him and his buddies work on it. I was kind of a shop rat/gofer for those guys. I learned a lot watching and sometimes helping those guys work on their rods. My mom didn't like me hanging around them because the were mostly high school dropouts so she thought they were hoodlums. Those guys were pretty cool to put up with a punk kid hanging around their garage. I learned a lot from them.
 
I grew up in the middle '60s and early '70s and my 6 uncles and 4 brothers were all gearheads. I grew up in a biker family, sort of like the Sons but without the guns and drugs. So I was immersed in Harley's and Indians, MOPAR and every other brand . Stand outs were a 64 Thunderbolt, a '69 Roadrunner, and a 69 Charger R/T. We had so many cars and bikes torn apart or being fixed/ hotrodded that I can just say that I was doing and helping with all sorts of stuff. I joined the Army at 17 and went into auto mechanics for a few years before getting into combat aviation.
 
I built my first car 44 yrs. ago a dune buggy with a fiber glass body and my daily driver was a 63 Belvidere 4 dr. I got for $15.00 . and still going strong. I just sold a 68 Mustang today fully restored and I'm working on my own 65 satellite 2 dr. hopefully for this summer. good things take time!
 
"How did you get into cars?"

I open the door. :happy3:
 
my father was a backyard mechanic ..in the 50's when someones car was down they would go to the junkyard to get replacement parts and I would go with him as he was the go-to guy in the neighborhood to get your car running again .. he used to tell me I could leave you in the junkyard for 3 or 4 hours and you'd be fine with that wouldn't you ..I was 7 or 8 and I loved being there and looking over all the junk cars ..I could recognize cars year and make at that age ( try that today) and always had a passion for cars and how they work .........especially the fast ones ...thanks Dad
 
When I was 14 or so, my sister's boyfriend took me out in a souped up white 1970 Ford Torino. When those four barrels opened, I was hooked!

So for my first car, I got a 1973 Road Runner and have been into cars since...

Hawk
 
One of my older brothers was into it. This is me standing beside his 68 GTX, I think the year was 1971.
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