Elderbear is subverting the dominant paradigm. kickn' back ...
was a ‘70 Mustang Fastback with a four on the floor, a 351 with Cleveland heads, and a four barrel carb. Whenever I punched it, those two secondary barrels opened up and the car shot forward like nobody’s business.
Like a typical Detroit gas-guzzler, it handled something like a battleship and shifting gears was mostly guess work the tranny was so loose.
I don’t know how fast it would go – I chickened out at 120 MPH.
I drove it from 1/24/77 – 4/24/77 when I totaled it. (tears)

