'69 Grand Prix, #s 400/4-sp, Silver over Blue
 

Beautiful car with the rare 4-speed, in a stunning color combo. Love it.

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My Dad bought a 69 that color new but it had the smoother looking hubcaps. He would let me borrow it. I would flip the air cleaner lid over to hear that 4 bbl kick in and think I was going faster. I stripped the timing gears at 70,000 miles. What a great car.

Nice car, that silver on blue is a rare combo and nice to see, along with the 4 speed.

You didn't have anything to do with the timing gears failing, Charlie. That plastic overlay on aluminum cam gear was guaranteed to fail. A few made it to 100k, but not many. Replaced dozens of those sets in the 70's.

Like Mitch said Charlie, not your fault. I replaced gears in GTO's as low as 20K miles during my brief tenure at a Pontiac dealer in the '70s.

I know that but it broke when I was driving it and I drove it alot harder than my Dad. My Dad was pissed until the repair shop told him that was a normal occurrence at that mileage.

My dad was like that too. If something I had used in the last month broke when he was using it, it MUST have been something I did to cause it...:rolleyes2:

My dad was pretty good about that kind of thing.

I broke the Chevelle one time as a teenager (blew the front pump seal of the trans) and left it at the end of the driveway, hemorrhaging automatic transmission fluid into the street.

"I was driving it hard" I confessed, quietly.

After what seemed like a long pause he said "that's Ok. I drive it hard, too".

K

I’d flip the air cleaner lid on my moms ‘72 442 and when she took it in for an oil change one time the dealer told her to keep her son away from working on the car since I didn’t even know how to put the lid on correctly. I stayed silent when my mom scolded me.

The summer I graduated, I had a '64 Galaxie 500 with a 390 speed. Jerry, former classmate was dating the sister of my girlfriend and he would take his dad's '69 Ford woody wagon with a 390 2 barrel on their dates. We would both go down to the St Paul loop to make noise, race a little and watch the REAL muscle cars prowl. He would flip the lid on the air cleaner when he got there and cruise the loop with that poor 390 trying to gulp enough air thru that 2 bbl with his foot stuck thru the firewall. There was a 2 block area that was walled in by brick block, steel and glass buildings, 4 stories high and the moaning noise would echo off really loud and sound like a wounded animal howling louder and higher pitched as it slowly gained rpm.
One time he forgot to flip the lid back and when his dad drove it the next time, thought there was something seriously wrong with the engine, so took it to the dealer to have it checked out... Jerry had to get his own car soon after that LOL