So I am not sure if this is a sign that I am the ultimate cheapskate or if it’s a sign that I can set aside my petty opinions an see a cool car hiding in front of me, sometimes but I am kind of into this 1982 Ford Thunderbird that out man Rocco found for sale recently. I mean, look. I hate the these cars.
Like really, really hate them. I dislike the styling, the color palate, the half roof, and likely whatever it smells like inside. This said, if the ad is even 45% accurate and this car is as advertised with a warmed up little 302, a fresh transmission, 3.73 gears, Yukon axles, and more, it’s worth well beyond the asking price of $3,900.
Part of owning a hot rod is having something that kind of lines up with your personal style and look. This is where I am struggling because most of the time I would want to be driving with a bee keep mask on or a paper bag over my head. If it can beat some people at the drag strip that problem takes care of itself. If I take some dough and add nitrous, better yet.
I’m interested your take. No one is going to look at this thing and tell the class that it is beautiful but does the seemingly fun mechanical goodness of it outweigh the Quasimodo looks?!
CL: This 1982 Ford Thunderbird may be ugly but it is cheap hot rod in disguise
The ugly looks really raise up the sleeper factor – although that may only hold for a few more years before people just assume that if an older Fox body is actually running, it’s probably packing something serious under the hood.
Ya live out there on that farm he’s got, weird tastes can evolve. Probably there was a period during its’ history where it was fun to peel-out leaving church in that thing while folks who looked like from American Gothic gawked on. Well, far be it from me to judge.
“Well far be it from (sic) me to judge”-
in light of the preceding lines, an ironic comment right there…
Did I mis-spell “from”? The irony is intentional, meant with humor.
Yup nothing but idiot farmers around here who still dress like a old painting with zero fabrication skills and can’t fix stuff when they break. Smells like cow shit on hot summer days also. I know it may be hard for your kind to understand but that beef or soy for your cheeseburger don’t just appear at a grocery store nor does the barley or wheat that goes in your beer. Had any bacon and eggs for breakfast lately?
And why we are making quotes, how about one from the Bandit: Do the letters F.O. mean anything to you?
Sigh. I come from a farming background in MN, we raise and butcher our own chickens still, I look a little like the guy in Gothic and…can joke about it. F.O. yourself.
Detroit style build
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DifNTKLAhXY