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delivered by chevrolet to malcolm konner on 6-27-69, driven off of the showroom floor brand spankin new on 8-12-69 by mr. james hager jr. the blue mule an uncommon copo camaro, superbly equipped as ordered by MK, outstanding restoration by ken schoenthaler and company, captivating and extensive ownership history,certified by JM as the only known blue deluxe interior copo, wonderfull vintage pic's, dealer invoice. 295k
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WOW...that car sits "just right"!...best of luck with the sale.
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OK...stupid observation...after looking at the pics, both vintage and current, I noticed that the vinyl top is the '68 and early '69 type...I would have thought it to have gotten the "typical" 69 vinyl top...did I miss a discussion somewhere?
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actually a very good question...
the first owner, just recently located, has provided us with information that the vinyl roof was applied after the car left the MK showroom floor. of course at the time the restoration was completed the first owner had not been located to provide us with first hand knowledge of the copo's early years. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/smile.gif |
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Alan that is a beautiful car that looks to be restored by one of the best. I would have a hard time selling the car if I owned it. Maybe you could sell 10 or 15 of your big block Novas and keep the COPO?
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actually a very good question... the first owner, just recently located, has provided us with information that the vinyl roof was applied after the car left the MK showroom floor. of course at the time the restoration was completed the first owner had not been located to provide us with first hand knowledge of the copo's early years. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/smile.gif [/ QUOTE ] Cowl tag will tell you if it was factory V/top. |
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you do make a valid point mark https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...ns/scholar.gif
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I know a guy looking for a big block nova. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif Great point Mark https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...iggthumpup.gif The car looks great.
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Very nice looking car. Please provide info on the drive train, interior, etc.
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Before She Was the Blue Mule
Donald Riley August 2008 I was recently visited by an old love, my ‘69 COPO Camaro, purchased when I first got my driver’s license back in 1974. She’s had several incarnations since we last were together, lives that I’ve just now been discovering as she returned in the most unexpected way. But before I get into her return, let me talk about our days together in the dazed and confused 70s. After having my driver’s license for a month, I suddenly found myself behind the wheel of a monster, a most beautiful monster, but nevertheless, a monster! She was rated at 435 HP, but of course in those days they underrated the horsepower for insurance reasons so the number was actually much higher. My Mother didn’t want me to own such a car, The neighbors were already calling up yelling at her because of the way I was using the local streets as a race track in my ‘57 Studebaker Hawk… an additional 250 HP in the COPO would certainly be a deadly mix in the hands of an adrenaline thirsty teenage boy. My Studebaker wasn’t running when I saw the ad for the Camaro. I wanted to borrow my Mother’s car to go look at it, but she wouldn’t allow me, so I bought an old Dodge that someone was selling down the street for $25 to go look at the Camaro. When I first saw the Camaro it was love at first sight, that Lemans Blue was like the color of the Heavens above, or at least the waters of Waikiki. When I started her up she roared, the only exhaust system was the headers and glasspacks, the sound was pure power! I have to admit that as a 17 year old with little experience behind the wheel, I was a little nervous about driving it the first time, my left leg was shaking so much as I pushed in the clutch I could hardly put it into first gear. Once I did get rolling though, it was amazing! The experience of driving this car could only be measured by G-Force as it threw me back against the seat each time I entered the next gear. There was no doubt this car was going to be mine, it was my hard-earned money from all those cold winter mornings delivering the local newspaper and I had the cash on me, $1600… Mothers just don’t understand these things. I had my COPO from the end of my junior year in high school until the summer after graduation, the perfect time for a 17 year old boy to own such a car. This was the kind of car that would find me looking out from my living room window at it sitting in the driveway long after the newness wore off… and the kind of car that everyone else looked at too, including the girls… and the cops. I was too shy in those days to fully use such a “chick magnet” to its full advantage, but my car was an accomplice in the loss of my virginity. For the most part it was me and my buddies who rode around in this car though, often very intoxicated as only someone from the 1970s would understand. It was really quite amazing that this car ever survived, or that I survived, as I’d take it out on the highway cruising at what seemed to be the speed of light. The speedometer only read up to 120 mph so I could only guess how fast I was going, but it was well beyond the capabilities of the speedometer. Of course a car built for acceleration was not meant to cruise at such speeds, but I didn’t know that. All that I did know was that it was so cool going so fast… the cars doing 70mph looked like they were standing still and when I dropped it back down to 70 I didn’t even feel like I was moving. There was a problem with this though, just a small matter, I blew the engine on one of these runs. In those days no one knew the value of a COPO, certainly not me at that time, so I went to the junkyard and bought another engine, a 396/375. But after a weekend in my front yard with a rented engine hoist and hooking the new motor up, to my disappointment it wouldn’t start. The junkyard had sold me a seized up engine, all that work down the drain. I was very frustrated at this point, so I dropped the 427 back in and had my friend rebuild it. Talk about bad luck being good luck, if that 396 would have started up, the 427 would have been lost forever in some junkyard and now this car would only be worth a small fraction of what it is worth today. As I was to find out 33 years later, this COPO has certainly been blessed, like a cat with 9 lives. It survived not only a senior year with a crazy 17 year old boy, but again as the Blue Mule, a stripped down race car, and then rescued by the guy who bought it from me in 1975, Dan Palchanes and now being restored to perfection by its new owner Alan Forman. How strange the way that my COPO returned to me though. I was actually visiting an old friend from high school, hanging out in the basement of his house that he’s lived in since we were kids, his drum set from the 1970s still sitting in the same spot. We were reminiscing about the old days, him telling me how frightened he was in the backseat as I used to race that car down I-287 with bald tires, my other friend in the front begging me to go faster. As we were talking, my cell phone rang. It was my Mother telling me that the guy who bought my car back in 1975 just called her all these years later and wanted to talk to me, a guy I had only met one time. He, Dan, told me of the car’s long journey and his journey to find the car again, and then finding me by looking through an old newspaper ad for the car. He put me through to Alan, the current owner and Alan sent me pictures of the Camaro as it was being restored. Suddenly time lost all meaning as I recalled through my senses the memories. I remembered things like what it felt like to put my hand on the seam of the black vinyl roof as I washed and waxed it, or my right hand on the radio controls tuning in to Lynyrd Skynyrd or Led Zeppelin. What a great family reunion! I miss my old girlfriend, but she is in good hands and I am so happy to know that she is alive and well, now being restored to her original beauty, knowing that time is of the mind and we are all Eternal. Long live the Blue Mule! Some other memories of my COPO Camaro: * That 427 offered the warmest hood in the neighborhood. Not only was it a chick magnet, it was a cat magnet! I could never keep the car clean, every morning I would go outside and find cat footprints all over the hood.  * My one friend who lived about a mile and a half away told me that he always knew when to put his coat on when he was waiting for me to pick him up, he could hear me start up the car and go through the gears as I drove to his house. I know the woman next door hated when I started my car up every morning to go to school, it was loud! * One time after a late night of partying I was driving home when I saw a police car out of the corner of my eye, parked on the side of a building with his lights off. From my rearview mirror I saw his lights go on and without thinking I stepped on the gas and took off! I wasn’t far from my house and I was sure I could outrun him, and I did. As I approached the last corner before my house I could still see the red and blue lights behind me. I raced into my driveway where some large trees partially hid me, I killed my lights and the engine and I sat there in the dark as the cop came around the corner. Our house was at an intersection, the cop slowed down to a stop, he didn’t know which way I had gone. He looked at the road that continued straight and he looked at the road to the right, but he didn’t see me behind the trees to the left. I laughed as he slowly pulled away, what a great triumph for a 17 year old kid, and what a great story to tell my friends the next day. * Years later I was going out with a girl who grew up in my neighborhood, but was 12 years younger than me. One day I was talking to her about my Camaro and how I used to use the street behind her house as a drag strip. Suddenly she looked at me in shock and anger and said, “that was you?! I hated you when I was a little girl! I was afraid to go out in my yard because of that loud, blue car racing down the street all the time!” I could only laugh, and then she laughed with me. |
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What a cool story(s). Every time I get behind the wheel of a '69 Camaro it takes me back to age 15, when I bought my first one.
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thx for the additional pic's, they are some i hadn't seen. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...iggthumpup.gif
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This is what a '69 Camaro should look like, perfect stance. There isn't a better wheel/tire combo. IMO Nice job. Good luck with the sale. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/drool.gif https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...-I-Have-It.gif
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The birth of Big Blue
It was August 6, 1969 and I was in El Toro Marine base in Anaheim, California. I had just returned home from 3 consecutive tours in the Southeast Asian war games and was about to be discharged. During the 30 months I’d spent in theater I’d managed to save a tidy little sum of cash and it was burning a hole in my pocket. I went overseas in April of 1967, just before the muscle car boom hit and I’d come home right in the middle of it. I wanted my little piece of Chevy heaven. I got discharged and headed back to my mother’s home in Wood-Ridge, NJ to get reacclimated to civilian life. During our mustering out briefing we had been cautioned not to wear our uniforms during our trip home. The political climate had changed dramatically while I was gone and military personnel weren’t looked upon too fondly. It was a brave new world indeed. August 7th was a Thursday, mid week, and the airport was pretty empty. I’d chosen to wear my uniform to get the heavy airfare discount – I wanted to save as much of my cash as possible to buy my dream car. I’d read every muscle car magazine I could get my hands on while in Vietnam and I’d narrowed my choice down to either a Camaro or a ‘Vette. Upon returning home I spent a day with my family and on Saturday I headed to Malcolm Konner – a Chevy dealership in Paramus, NJ. Malcolm Konner was known for having a large selection of ‘vettes and other muscle cars. I walked the lot in awe. They had more corvettes than I’d ever seen before and a lot of cars that I’d never even heard of before I left – Novas, Chevelles, you name it. Then I went into the showroom. On the floor was a very plain looking Lemans blue camaro. To be honest, the thing that drew me to that car was the reversed hood scoop – the “cowl induction”. I loved the color, I loved the interior, the baby moons left something to be desired and there was no visible marking to differentiate this camaro from the 6 cylinder versions out on the lot. The only standout was that cowl induction. Then the salesman came over popped the hood and told me it was a COPO. I was amazed, I was shocked but most of all I was in love. The sticker price was right around $4,200 which was a lot of money in those days (my future wife had bought a Dodge Dart Swinger for $2,400). The salesman made it clear that there would be no test drives with this car other than a quick trip around the parking lot. That’s all it took. I think I nearly broke my fingers getting the deposit out of my pocket. I was about $1,000 short of the purchase price so I told the salesman I’d go to the bank on Monday and be back to get the car on Monday or Tuesday. Tuesday it was. I had my financing arranged and headed back to pick up my dream car. I vaguely remember some talking head explaining the maintenance schedule to me but I didn’t hear anything. When they finally gave me the keys and I was getting ready to leave the head mechanic came over and said “break it in the way you want it to run”. I said “what?” and he repeated what he’d said. Then he said never mind what they told you, if you want it to run fast break it in that way. As I pulled out onto route 17 to head home I lit up the tires for 50 feet. And so began the amazing saga of Big Blue. Within days I pulled off all the pollution garbage and replace the exhaust manifolds with a shiny new pair of hooker headers. The only downside to that was that the linkage to the backup light sensor had to be removed so when I wanted to back up I had to rotate the sleeve on the steering column manually to activate the lights. The next thing I did was to test the performance with various jet sizes in the carb. If memory serves me correctly (and sometimes it doesn’t), the Holley dual feed 850 came with primaries of .068” and secondaries of .072”. I rejetted it to .072” and .080”. She ran like a scaled dog. As soon as I’d saved up some additional money I took her over to Gasoline Alley in Patterson. I had Dayton ignition set up a dual point distributor and recurve it for maximum performance. She ran like a badly scalded dog. Back to work to save some more cash and then back to Gasoline Alley. Pappy Huff refined the exhaust system including a pair of 16” thrush mufflers. She sounded heavenly and ran that way too. The car was quickly developing a reputation in the Newark, Passaic, Patterson area and I was starting to have to go out of the area to find people who would race me on the street. A friend of mine began calling her “Big Blue”. At that time there was a commercial for SOS scrubbing pads and they were called big blue. As I recall the commercial said something like “nothing can stand up against big blue”. The name stuck and, to me and all that knew her in those days, she’ll always be big blue. In 1970 I took her out to Motion Performance in Baldwin, Long Island. They had a “supertune” package that, as I recall, cost about a month’s pay but it was worth it. I quickly realized that I needed a better way to get all that power to the ground. My L72 engine made lots of power and the M-22 Muncie all aluminum close ratio transmission passed it through to the 4:10 posi-traction rear but the tires just couldn’t get it to the ground with no weight in the rear. That’s when I put the traction bars on her. I recall taking my mother to the grocery store and pulling a hole shot. The front wheels lifted off the ground surprising the heck out of me and left my mother on the verge of a heart attack. Suffice it to say that I never did that again with her in the car. In those days gasoline was about 27 cents a gallon. For about 4 or 5 dollars I could fill the tank. The problem was that Big Blue only got around 4-6 miles to a gallon (the way I drove it) and the tank only held 16 or so gallons. That gave me a pretty short cruising range. None the less she looked and sounded so good that it was never a problem to find “companionship”. In November of 1970 I got married to the “other” love of my life. In short order it became apparent that a newly wed couple couldn’t afford the $1,400 a year insurance premium for old blue and still have enough left over to feed her voracious appetite for fuel. More and more she sat parked while we “zipped” around in the Dodge dart swinger which got much better mileage. Like the dragon in the song “puff the magic dragon”, Big Blue was left alone most of the time to just sit and wait for the turn of the key that would make her roar back to life. By the end of 1971 I decided that I had no choice but to sell her and hope that she would find an owner who could afford to run her and who would gain his own set of life long memories. I sold her to some unscrupulous dealer in Patterson and, shortly thereafter a new owner came to my mother’s house to ask some questions. I happened to be there and answered all his questions but I was surprised to see that she’d changed. She now sported a black vinyl top and a rear spoiler. The look suited her well but it also made it clear to me that she now belonged to someone else. Her new owner seemed to love her as much as I did so, although I was sad to see her as someone else’s car, I was happy that she was in good hands. Through the years I’ve often wondered what ever happened to my Big Blue monster. Then, on August 29, 2008 my mother called me and told me that someone had called and inquired about “the camaro”. I returned Dan Palchanes’ call and we talked for more than an hour. Dan asked if he could have the current owner call me and I said sure. Alan called me and we also talked for quite a while. He told me what was going on with old blue and sent me lots of pictures taken throughout her life as a street racer and drag racer. I’ve often wished I’d never sold her but I’m glad she’s wound up with a new chance, and a new owner that loves and appreciates her just as I did some 40 years ago. My old memories were rekindled through Alan’s efforts and I can’t thank him enough for including me in this rebirth. |
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Stuff like this brings a tear to my eye.
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Hey Alan...great info...quick question...does this car have the D80 code on the cowl tag?...I see the rear spoiler but not a front one?...I must be staring at these pics too long in admiration!...
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as delivered by chevrolet to MK the car was equipped as follows:
tinted glass center console positraction 4:10 rear axle pwr disc brakes special 4 spd trans F70 x 14 WL tires special instumentation AM FM radio PB style trim group custom interior Drk blue vinyl trm Le mans blue High performance unit the trim tag shows no spoiler, the rear spoiler and vinyl roof were added by owners after James hager jr. |
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Great stories. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/cool.gif Just reading them makes me want to own the car!
Wish I had an extra $295K laying around. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...-I-Have-It.gif |
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Great stories. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/cool.gif Just reading them makes me want to own the car! Wish I had an extra $295K laying around. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...-I-Have-It.gif [/ QUOTE ] X2 |
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bell bottoms, long hair and the blue mule https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif
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bell bottoms, long hair and the blue mule https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif [/ QUOTE ] Looks like Joey Ramone https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif |
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bell bottoms, long hair and the blue mule https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif [/ QUOTE ] Guess the Mule must follow hippies home. https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...mlins/grin.gif |
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Boy, the timing was right for that to be a chapter right out of "Love Story". https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/beers.gif
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WOW...one BAD ASS ride! how cool to get in touch with the original owner and get his memories laid out from day 1. I could feel the passion and emotion take me right back to high school again...sometimes reading these stories, it feels like I havent matured passed my high school days.
I know I'm not the only one that started thinking back to High School and our very first car or cars that we'd owned. what a great story on a very special car. someone is gonna get a very special ride. I would gladly see my heard of turds just to get a chance of buying this car. I know it would leave me alot more room in my garage too. : again, thanks for sharing your car and it's passed lives with us. good luck on the sale! https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...s/headbang.gif |
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prior owner cary van nuis tell's of his time with the copo and some of it's race history https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...ins/3gears.gif
My Story of the Copo Camaro And Her Racing History Cary Van Nuis October 2008 My story starts out like some of the others. I guess all 17 year olds have some of the same dreams. Dan Palchanes had sold the car to Brian Wilbur and a few months later he had spun a bearing in the engine. In 1975, the fall of my senior year, I bought the car from Brian; when I saw the car I fell in love and had to have it. I towed the car to our school auto shop, pulled out the engine and rebuilt it. I spent all winter working on it and in the spring of 1976 the engine went back in and we fired it up. It had a great sound. I was not a street racer, I just had fun driving the car. In the summer of 1976 I started working at Corbo’s Sunoco. He has had a lot of race cars and was interested in racing my Camaro. He showed me how to set up the engine to make the car run faster. One night I was racing down Route 287, pedal to the metal and all of a sudden the oil pressure dropped and the engine started knocking. I towed the car back to Corbos, pulled out the engine and had Tony Feil rebuild it. The car never ran better. It would easily run up to 8000 RPM. Joe wanted to build another race car and I wanted a new car so in the summer of 1977 I sold him the car. Joe and I disassembled the car completely. The chassis went to Dauernheim Race Cars where the roll cage and rear were installed. The engine was sent to Tony Feil Competition Engines. The engine was the original 427. I don’t believe it was bored out. It had reworked aluminum heads from Chevrolet. We wanted to keep the car as light as possible and the rules for racing stated that the more cubic inches there were the heavier the car had to be. It had a Tunnel Ram with 2 Holley 1200 CFM carburetors. I am not sure of what the exact size of the carbs had been. We used the MSD Crank Trigger Ignition and a cable driven tachometer mounted on the dash. The transmission was a Doug Nash 5 Speed with a Long Shifter but we only used 1st through 4th gears at first. The rear was a Dana, and I think with 5.13 gears. The interior was mostly left in tact. I think the seats were out of a Maverick, because they were lighter. Eventually the deluxe door panels were removed and the standard panels were installed. The back seat was removed for the narrowed rear. The body work was done by K&L Auto body in Somerville. We finished reassembly of the car in the spring of 1978. Joe named the car “Blue Mule” because he thought it was a real kick in the ass. So, with the name on the back of the car it was ready to run in B-Modified Production. In that class you did not have to slam on the brakes at the end of the run so as not to run faster than your index. Our index was 9.75 seconds. You have to picture this 18 year old kid who never drove a car at a drag strip or even watched a race before. I had no idea how the tree worked or what to do. Our first time out was at night at Island Dragway in North Jersey. I pulled up to the line in this new race car with around 700 HP under the hood. I launch the car just like I was leaving a stop light. I ran through all the gears and ran about 130 MPH. When I got back to the pits I was so scared I was shaking. Well, in the first run the fan belt flipped and overheated the engine. That happened two more times before something happened to the engine and it melted a piston. The car went back on the trailer and we went home. Joe had another engine to use while the 427 was being repaired. This one was not as fast as the 427 but we were able to set up the car and get things right with the chassis. When the 427 went back in the car it ran near its index but not much faster. You had to run at least 2 tenths of a second under your index to be competitive and cut a good light. I was never good at cutting a good light but I new how to run the car. One Sunday we were at Englishtown and working on setting up the car. I would launch the car at about 9000 RPM and it would normally pull the front wheels off the ground about 6 to 8 inches then drop back down. But it never really felt like it launched well. I suggested that we raise the wheelie bars, so we did. The next time I took the Blue Mule for a run it felt different when doing the burn outs. Unfortunately when the front end came down it smashed the bottom of the headers. I made my run anyway. When I launched the car, it left like a Pro Stock. The front end came up and held the wheels off the ground the whole time in first gear. I hit second and up they came again. I left so hard that the engine ran out of fuel at the top of the RPM range in both gears and the time was not that good because of it. We never did that again, but I always felt that if we kept experimenting with the bars we may have been able to have better run times. That was the only time I actually felt like I was being pushed back in the seat. Looking back now, the Mule was an easy car to drive and always went straight the whole trip down the track. We raced mostly in New Jersey at Englishtown, at Island Dragway and sometimes in Pennsylvania. We raced in the Summer Nationals in 1978 and won our class. We were just running our index. The reason we one the class was because the competition broke at the line. At that same event we were running at night and on one of the runs the car ran a 9.53 at 137 MPH. That would have been a new class record for B-Modified, but you had to make a second run at the same event at that ET and we could not do it. The time was great because we never had an ET that fast but the MPH was a little slow. The car usually ran 140 MPH. As far as I know it never ran that fast again. Joe had been talking with Bill “Grumpy” Jenkins about the car and Bill gave him the plans to build a small cubic inch Big Block. It was a 454, 2 bolt main engine with a crankshaft from an early Big Block Truck engine. I think it was a 353 cubic inch engine. Not sure of the original truck Cubic Inch. When the engine was completed it was a 373 with the heads moved on the block so the spark plugs were towards the center of the cylinder. The car still ran about the same ET. By now the rear gears were only lasting about 3 runs down the track. A Ford rear was installed with a higher gear ratio and now we were using all 5 gears in the Doug Nash transmission. By now the car was breaking a lot of parts, I was loosing interest and my driving was not good enough to be able to cut a good light, so I stopped driving in the summer of 1980. Tom Martino took over the driving. He had his own race car but also drove the Blue Mule. He could cut a good light and won a few races with the car, but the car was still breaking parts. At the end of 1985 I moved from north Jersey. I don’t know how much racing was done. I think Joe had to run the gas station and could not race as much. I heard another driver took a few runs with the car but never did well. Dan told me the car was sold in 1990. I have a lot of great memories of the car, mostly as a street car. I would like to thank Dan Palchanes for keeping me informed and finding the car before it was junked. To Alan Forman, a man that I have never met has given me the opportunity to see my old car restored to the way I remember it. Thank you. It is once again on the road and in good hands. |
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the mule has been busily recieving a few finishing touches before consignment....
my good friend chuck the 427 king sent along a special going away present, see pic's.... ken and his crew are finishing up details like the M-22 and real BE rear.... the mule will probably leave for wagners within a couple of weeks, i will entertain any resonable offers before she heads to consignment in bonner springs kansas. |
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Cool deal Alan and good luck. My neighbor down the street is a transplant form NJ and was a wrench at Malcolm Konner. Maybe he worked/prepped your car?! https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/beers.gif
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when you get a chance to visit with your neighbor ask him if he remembers any special cars from back in the day at the dealership https://www.yenko.net/ubbthreads/imag...lins/smile.gif
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perhaps he will remember one or two "high performance unit's"
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If that is a foil type sticker you can get it reproduced rather easily. I had mine done by Dave at ECS Automotive. Dave is always looking for new "old style" dealer stickers and other interesting stuff to reproduce. He is a stickler for exact detail.
I had him do the Suburban Dodge sticker we found on the underside of a ladder. I just sent him a close up photo with a ruler next to the sticker and he was able to recreate it. He ended up just charging me for the regular rate for the sticker and no other R&D costs since he could use the pattern for other dealerships. http://www.ecsautomotive.com/ |
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