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Craziest was probably when I was in high school... this was probably about '67 or '68. My dad had bought a '51 Ford F-100 to use hauling hay for my sister's horses and for any truck-related duties associated with some property we had on a small lake out near my grandpa's house.
It had a flathead V-8 in it and one afternoon I was driving out there by myself, and for the last 3 miles or so, I decided to open it up. Hwy. 9 was relatively straight along in there, but was hilly.
She hit 90 going down the last hill. I forget what gear ratio the diff was, but it wasn't made for speed... she was tapped out and wound up tight as a tick.
Bench seat. No belts. If she had blown a tire, I'm sure I wouldn't be here today.
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"We had a band powerful enough to turn goat piss into gasoline."
Last edited by Heel n Toe; 04-11-2009 at 11:33 PM..
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