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What was the first cool MOPAR you ever rode in and how old were you?

Brandy

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My Uncle Gary had a 1968 Charger R/T 440 magnum 4 speed that was yellow with black R/T rump stripes. I was 11 years old and had wrecked really bad on my bicycle riding on gravel road. My dumb *** was bleeding from numerous spots and I was about half conscious from smacking my head on the ground. My parents were not at home and Uncle Gary was in the side yard under a big maple tree waxing the Charger. He balled me up in a blanket and strapped me in. The ride to Erie, PA was about 18 miles and we got there faster than any time I had ever rode in a car. He told me he was doing 130 on the thruway. Good times...lol.

I have been waiting since 1968 to get my own MOPAR and now that I'm retired I have one. Not a Charger but still....
 
1964 Polara 500, Black with black interior. I was eighteen. It was the first car that I had that was titled in my own name. (Not borrowed) 383, Torque flight, had the car in the low 13's with minor mods. That's one i wish I still owned!
 
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Very cool story, :headbang:
I was taken home from the hospital after I was born in July 1959 in a 57 Plymouth wagon...
I think it was kismet/destiny that I was destine to be a Mopar lover...
But my 1st real experience when, I was actually old enough to understand what was going on in a Mopar, was my Uncle John's 68 Hemi Cuda {may he RIP}, around the block in El Cerrito Ca., just before he went off to Viet Nam...
I was about 9-10 years old, {1969ish} he fried the tires/10" M&H Race-slicks all the way down his street, I'll never forget that sound & that feeling...
I was pretty fairly use to fast rides, burn outs etc., with all my step fathers cars & his 12 second Pontiacs drag race cars {pretty fast for 1964-1971ish} & his other various Ford hot rods, GM & Mopar's that all were pretty fast street cars, but nothing like that 68 Cuda was...

I wondered off at the races & a few guys standing around a cool car, a 23 Ford AA-FA Altered, I just sat in a AA-FA Nanook, by Joe Pisano, Charlie Brent, Ed Donovan & Dave Hough, behind a fuel burning Donovan 413ci Hemi Powered Blow FI engine,
when I was like 6-7 years old, when my dad took me to a race he was competing in...
I don't think that I didn't stop talking about it for a while, I even did a current events report in front of my class about the races, it was at Fremont Raceway Ca. IIRC...

I was full on hooked/addicted after that point,
I was a gearhead & a devoted/destine to be a drag racer from that point on...
 
My Dad had a 52 Dodge.. I was an infant in my Mom's lap in the front (no child car seats then ), while he was driving. All of a sudden, the engine stalls out. He gets out, looks under the hood, & can't figure out what happened. After a while, he realized the key in the dash was turned off... I had reached the key and turned it !! ( my lifetime of mis-behavior had just begun !! )
 
I didnt grow up in a car family. My father couldnt check oil. My mother taught him to drive a stick. You get the idea. I was 4 almost 5 when the dukes of hazzard first aired. That was my introduction to muscle cars. As a kid I had interest in cars. I had a lot of interest in toy cars. Movies that had to do with cars. But none of my friends fathers had cars. Couple of older men, in the area had some. Anyway, fast forward to 88-89, parents divorced and im anyone teen getting in trouble. Off to live with dad and his girlfriend who has a son 27 days older than me with her first husband. But, it was her second husband that was a mopar guy. He and her son were still tight and did car stuff. Then I was there and started doing car stuff too. At the time I met them he didnt have a car. But about a month later he got the first mopar and muscle car I would ever ride in. 1968 coronet R/T. 440 automatic on the floor. Black bucket seat interior. QQ1 blue with a white stripe. Cam. Headers. Gears. Intake. The usual late 80's mods. That was it. I was ruined for life. I was sitting in the back seat and can still remember the feeling in my gut when he romped on it. It felt like I was being sucked between the seat bottom and the seat back. That was the greatest ride ever. Better than any ride at an amusement park.
 
Like some of you ,My first ride as a new born was a 53 Chrysler.My old man always had big Chryslers.His last was a 63 300.At age 11 he traded it for a 68 Coronet R/T(I think my older brothers had something to do with it) He caught my brother street racing it against a Boss 429 Mustang,I thought my brother was gonna catch Holy Hell. Dad just said "Did you win?" "Yea Dad" was brothers reply..... All Dad said was "GOOD"..... Some things stick with you forever.
 
My first ride in a hot rod was in a white 1970 Ford Torino. My sister's boyfriend blasted me around the block, and I was immediately hooked...

...but I had the sense to drive something different, so I ended up with my 1973 340 Plymouth Road Runner, that is still in the family today. Now my son has it and drives it.
 
Sonny had a 1964 Plymouth Fury, 383 4speed,:3gears: Dark Blue/blue 2 tones interior

I thought it was fast .....& it was for the day.
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69' 6 pack Road Runner with my dad was 10 years old Dad did the olé cash on the dash trick and I'll never forget every time he grabbed a gear how dam close I got to that cash !! Dad still has his baby and I have only got to feel the torque from that old girl 1 more time when I got to drive it to my senior prom haven't rode or drove it in over 18 years now poor girl just sits but some day hope she'll be mine and I can bring her back to life fingers crossed:headbang:
 
It was a 1970 Hemi Charger in 1971..i was 8 years old.....Still have it!!!

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1968 Road Runner 383 4 spd white w/ blk int. he drove it like he stole it!! was a great time back then. and same time frame a 1969 GTX T-7 w/tan int 440 4 spd. he was more carefull but the torque I still remember. was hard not to burn the tires in 1st and 2nd gear. I was around 8-9 at the time. and I am proud to say hooked on MOPARS for life!!!
 
7 years old in my brothers yellow and black 69 Super Bee....and like "1969 Hemi RTs" I was hooked on Mopars for life.
 
I was 8 my uncles 68 roadrunner it was brand new 383 4 speed the car was red with black top I was hooked ever since
 
My dad's 68 Chrysler 300. 440 auto, burgandy with black top and black interior. 2 door front buckets with console. I was 5 when he got it. He towed a trailer and took us camping with it. He had the car for about fourteen years. It sat on the side of the house for two years after it broke down. When I was 16, I asked if I could have the car and fix it up and drive it. He told me yes, but after about a month of tinkering, he sold it. My first Mopar encounter and hooked ever since. I don't know if the math adds up but that's what I remember.
 
Honest to God, my first time behind the wheel of a MOPAR I was about 14. The time was 1971. My best friend's brother-in-law asked me to move his car so that he could hook it up with a tow bar to a '62 Plymouth he raced at Saluda, Va. The car that I moved was a Superbird.
I had ridden in it several times before that day. Many times afterwards, too. Getting behind the wheel was really cool, though.
 
I was 17 I bought a torn down 1970 Charger Rt Se, I rebuilt it and the Hemi came to life. Nothing since ever felt the same. It had a Growl no Wedge could come close too. I owned 4 years. Still mist it a long time ago.
 
The first cool one I rode in was the one I bought when I was 17, a 1972 Dodge Challenger. But the one that got me hooked on the idea of modifying them beyond what I had been doing (intake and carb swaps) was a friend's 1967 Belvedere.

He had recently returned to town after a stint in the air force in North Carolina where Herb McCandless took him under his wing. He found a '67 Belvedere in a junkyard and built a 440 with a tunnel ram, two Holley 600s, and the DC .590 lift cam going back to a reverse manual 727 with a Turbo Action 3800 stall converter and 3.91 gears. This was pretty radical and heady stuff to a bunch of kids whose idea of hot rodding something was to replace the factory iron intake and Thermoquad with and aluminum Edelbrock intake and a Holley carb.

It rode on a combo of L60-15s on Keystone Klassics on the back and the now impossible to find 15X4" Crager S/Ss on the front with VW tires. This was before anyone in my town was running little pizza cutters on the street. On the side he had someone paint "Rock and Roll Machine" in chrome-style lettering. The tunnel ram and carbs were hidden under a '70s-style pro stock hood scoop.

One summer he street-raced something like 30 or so people. Only one car came close and he beat him by about a fender length, it was a first generation Camaro with a 454 swapped in.
 
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