indeed!Great discussions here, guys. Keep it up!
Every GTO my brother had was a stick. His post '67 was a 3 speed zero options. He got the gumption to ahh, hard to fathom...install an auto in his '69 for some goofy reason and that was a missstake. He sold it soon after as he got into motorcycles big time after that...and to this day. Remember when he had the '67 plain Jane, next to it was mine, droptop, power everything, dual-gate, optional headrests that year, rally's, tilt. We both wish we had this one today as geezers! Another legendary car to want is the Pontiac SD 421. Great motor, ya gotta love it; a buddy stuffed one in his Lemans and won a ton of races with it back in the day.
There were 2 "Swiss cheese" Catalina drag race cars at the Mecum auction in Kissimmee my wife and I went to a few years ago. 421 SD 2x4bbl carbs. Pretty cool. The date code on the one in the 65 GTO is October 65, 4 bolt mains. I replaced the factory main cap bolts with ARP studs except for the 2 on one end as that was causing a fitment problem. Hydraulic roller cam, Eagle forged H beam rods, RaceTech forged aluminum pistons with a slight dish to bring the CR down from 11¼ to 10:1 Kept the 6777 iron heads because they were massaged by a previous owner, and we didn't plan on the rebuild so the budget was limited.
Just having fun. Pontiac owners arent as ****.
NICE NICE! Ya know how it's said you never forget your 1st girl? As I posted earlier, my 1st car was a '67 GTO I bought at the tender age of 17 and the FUN I had with it...gals loved it and a little trouble with the law...but most of the trouble would come later when I got my Cuda. Like to share a geeto story here if ya don't mind. I worked at a machine shop while going to HS and got out at 10 pm. I'd do a cruise thru our town before heading home; several times at a stop light heading out of town (4 lane blvd) this guy would come alongside also in a '67 GTO. We would get on it to the next light, then the next. Then road opened up big time to the expressway about two miles away...we buried it side by side! One time a car pulled out from a frontage road into my lane and I started hitting the brakes, major fading as when I looked at the speedo it was buried! I never knew who the guy was; but he evidently knew my nightly routine and would never look over to me when I would to him. Thrilling...friggin dumb as it was. And kinda spooky as maybe a year later a friend of mine lost his life merging onto the expressway we would race toward rolling his car over...he was tossed out and car rolled over him.
