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Originally Posted by 3X24SPD
When I was born, my dad (RIP Pops) brought me home from the hospital in his black 63 Z11.
He used to tell me whenever he took me out for a ride, I used to crack him up constantly saying "Car go wheeeee!!...."
Unfortunately, he wasn't big on pics- but I have two that I will share.
Pics of pics- from a couple of old Kodaks that I treasure.
He did race it- Pops was an avid drag racer at New England Dragway.
But its primary duty was as a street car.
He bought it used in 1964 from some dealer in MA (around Newton I believe) that had advertised it as a 409- but they apparently had no idea what it really was.
Pops, fortunately, knew exactly what it was- and after he bought it, found some old gas slips or something in the car somewhere with the previous owner's name on them.
Pops managed to contact the guy- who told him that it was just a terrible car- a real piece of crap- and that's why he traded it in.
He told Pops that it was always loading up, stalling and not starting.
One story I can remember him telling me related to the engine compression.
My dad was at work, and my mom was borrowing the car out running errands in "The Black Chevy".
She was stopped getting gas at one of my dad's buddies station.
Apparently, the car wouldn't start back up after the fill- so my dad's buddy offered to push start it with the wrecker.
When my mom let out the clutch- it stalled the wrecker...
Dad told me he sold the car & engine separately-must've been around 1967 or 1968. He told me he put a regular 409 engine back in it.
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Thank God you remember most of the details of Dad's cars. He's had some pretty awesome machines. All I remember is hearing about "The Black Chevy." He probably told me a million times what it was, but that damn memory thing.... RIP Pops. Couldn't have asked for better. Good memories.
