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I have put a Ford 302 into a Pinto
I put a filthy junk yard Chevy 350 truck engine into a Ferrari 308.
When I worked on Formula Type cars I earned the nick name Wile E. Coyote because I always had a trick up my sleeve.
My next goal for an engine change is an LS7 into a Mercedes 560SL. I have to go incognito on the MB forums when I do that.
The redneck things I did during my Go-kart racing years when I was like 15 are countless.
WELL JIM AS YOU CAN SEE I CAMO MINE RACECAR AND THERE IS ALOT MORE REDNECK INGENUDITY IN MY RACE CAR
AKA/CAMOMAN
OK not with cars, but I was only about 9 years old at the time. Were talking early 60's. The baby carriages of the day were huge by today's standards. The were typically a padded carriage on spring suspension with 12" spoke wheels. and a folding canvas convertible top. They were so big a person up to about 15 years old could fit in one.
Well we garbage picked one somewhere and got the bright idea of tying it to a telephone pole with bicycle inner tubes and putting some poor sucker into it an pulling it back and letting go. At first we weren't to aggressive in that we assumed it would hit the pole. But as it happened it missed every time so we ended up pulling it back as far as the gang of us could and releasing it. The carriage would always launch past the telephone pole missing it by about 6 inches, Well usually that was the case. In about the 100 times we did this there were only 2 face plants that I can recall, my oldest brother went face first into the pole and my neighbor across the street got the pole in the face.
Those were the good old days.
True story my ignition switch shit its self on the start line so stripped the wires then and there to race is that dedication or what
thats CRAZY! creative and fun, too bad we can't get away with that anymore.
John Roncallo said:OK not with cars, but I was only about 9 years old at the time. Were talking early 60's. The baby carriages of the day were huge by today's standards. The were typically a padded carriage on spring suspension with 12" spoke wheels. and a folding canvas convertible top. They were so big a person up to about 15 years old could fit in one.
Well we garbage picked one somewhere and got the bright idea of tying it to a telephone pole with bicycle inner tubes and putting some poor sucker into it an pulling it back and letting go. At first we weren't to aggressive in that we assumed it would hit the pole. But as it happened it missed every time so we ended up pulling it back as far as the gang of us could and releasing it. The carriage would always launch past the telephone pole missing it by about 6 inches, Well usually that was the case. In about the 100 times we did this there were only 2 face plants that I can recall, my oldest brother went face first into the pole and my neighbor across the street got the pole in the face.
Those were the good old days.
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