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My favorite Falcoln was a 62 Ranchero, "sick six" and three on the tree.
Had it LONG ago in the Kali Bay Area.
It's most novel feature was the ventilated windshield, it came to me with three bullet holes about four inches from the top and three inches apart near the middle.
I put an "I love guns" bumper sticker above the bullet holes.
People would do a massive double take, "How can you love guns, someone tried to shoot you!"
My response, as dead pan as I could manage, "Why do you assume the bullets are from the OUTSIDE?"
I thought some of them were going to faint, most had no response at all, none invited me to their parties.
And I don't even have a single tattoo.

...I get stuck behind a carbed car at a light occassionally and I have to put the car's air on recirculate, to keep from being overwhelmed from the fumes...

I don't miss the 20 MPG (best) we got with our '64 Malibu straight six. or the 12-14 MPG that I got on my '64 Ford Galaxy. I don't miss having to replace exhaust systems every 18 months. I certainly don't miss 1,500 mile oil changes (plus grease jobs) or 12,000 mile point service, or adjusting drum brakes and valves every 12,000 miles. I don't miss stopping at the gas station every week to top off the oil and check the fuel level (yeah, I said that right. I don't miss diagnosing bad points on the side of the road. I don't miss diagnosing burned points, or rotors, or distributor caps on the side of the road. I don't miss having the foam carb float sink to the bottom of the bowl and no parts available for at least 6 weeks. Or the tire's tubes developing a leak at the spokes or worse, from the plastic tags inside the tire carcass. And I certainly don't miss the only 2 fuses that my MG had (one was dedicated to the horn). Many of those cars wiring harness failed catastrophically because some circuits were not fused. I don't miss pumping the gas pedal in the winter in order to try and start the engine. And cranking in zero degree weather, only to have the battery give up before that car started. And I don't miss replacing batteries every 3 years.

Chuck, I understand this is the majority opinion, but tinkering with cars is one of the best things in life. If it weren't for my current stock of cars I would miss all of this stuff, which is why I don't own anything newer than '72. Things I don't miss from my new car days are monthly payments, parts you can't disassemble, and smog stations.

...I put an "I love guns" bumper sticker above the bullet holes.
People would do a massive double take, "How can you love guns, someone tried to shoot you!"
My response, as dead pan as I could manage, "Why do you assume the bullets are from the OUTSIDE?"
I thought some of them were going to faint, most had no response at all, none invited me to their parties.
And I don't even have a single tattoo.

While we're stereotyping, I picture you in a bunker in the middle of nowhere, stocked with beans, bullets, and guns, awaiting EOTWAWKI so that it's okay to shoot everyone who come onto your property trying to take your carbureted cars. All this while you put the finishing touches on your manifesto. How close am I?

While we're stereotyping, I picture you in a bunker in the middle of nowhere, stocked with beans, bullets, and guns, awaiting EOTWAWKI so that it's okay to shoot everyone who come onto your property trying to take your carbureted cars. All this while you put the finishing touches on your manifesto. How close am I?

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