Some of these things had a stroke barely long enough to qualify for the name, 48mm. I mean, I think I've seem some bigass aftermarket camshafts with more lift than that. #1960s
Considering its CIA provenance, plus the sheer flamboyance of it, I'd have to say this car is more the Roger Smith from American Dad! than the Roger Smith from Roger and Me. #limousine
My first car, a '71 Pinto, had a 1.6L with FOB (Ford of Britain) cast on it. POS burned #4 piston after a year of abuse. I did a quickie rebuild on it. A year later it burned #4 piston. I rebuilt it again by the book. Bored, new pistons, new valves and surfaced every gasket surface I could including the manifolds. A year and a HALF later it puked reverse and burned #4 piston within a week of each other. Tossed that hateful beast in the weeds and installed an FOG (Ford of Germany) marked 2.0 engine and trans and never had a single problem after that.
Is it because I didn't use Whitworth wrenches? Or did the non-paraffin oil I used damage the British alyoominium in the pistons?
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Ford Racing recently announced that they would be selling a reengineered Kent crate engine to meet the needs of the thousands of Formula Ford racers who are starting to have trouble finding replacement parts. #1960s
is that a mini-bar or a complete oven and stove between the rear seats? Do you think it's just a stereo in there? Is this thing bulletproofed? And finally, how many velours had to lay down their lives to upholster this bad boy?
Can any of us afford NOT to buy this car? #limousine
@Novaload: The Consul Capri was actually sold by Ford in the US in the early '60s. The scarcity today reflects what Americans thought of it then. After all, for the price of this thing, you could buy a Falcon Sprint. Oh, and it did 0-60 mph in 22.6 seconds according to Motor magazine. That alone made the Sprint more compelling of a buy.
The twin fender mirrors on this car were not normal fittings. They look more like the mirrors once seen on Japanese home-market cars. Wonder if this Capri lived in Japan?
Is there anyone besides me(and Orosz)who likes these bustle-backs? Then again, I also like the looks of the copycat Continental, Gremlin, and 442 Aeroback, so I guess I'm just a fan of truncated trunks. #limousine
@Rockford Brodie and the Masters of the Hooniverse: I like these Sevilles and the other three cars you mentioned, as well as the Olds Cutlass Salon, Buick Century fastback, Lancia Beta and Gamma Berlinas, Volkswagen Type 3 and Type 4 fastbacks, and the 1981-83 (Chrysler) Imperial, so I guess that makes two of us who like sloping rear body lines and stubby trunks, some of which look like they should be hatchbacks but aren't. #limousine
@Rockford Brodie and the Masters of the Hooniverse: I love them and own a 1980, my second Seville. I too am a fan of the aeroback Cutlass, the 81-83 Imperial and the Continental. Not to mention, the 74-76 bustle back Riviera. #limousine
If it's truly to be considered a PCH candidate, then it's only befitting to lay down following...
You know deep down that Murilee's right: NOTHING can hold a candle to this beautiful bustle-backed baby of the eighties. And not only that, but you have the notoriety of it being an ex-CIA car. It's like having ten police-auction chevrolet caprices rolled into one.
Speaking of rolling, you are SURE that you can roll this Caddy out of the parking lot with a few rolls of electrical tape and a multimeter. Armed with these meager instruments, you head on down, lay down your 3.5 Franklins, and get to work.
You become so intent on undoing the damage from the rats that you enter a zen-like level of concentration. Nothing can distract you: not the vintage hearse immediately next to your vehicle, not the fact that 5 hours have passed since you started, not the manager demanding that you get this car out of his lot for that last hour before giving up and leaving you to work in peace.
Nothing can stop you.
Not even the awakening of the orgy of rats hopped up on crank residue that now permeates every nether-region of this vehicle disrupts your focus. That is, until they notice that you are much tastier than the well-chewed fabric inside...
...15 hours, hundreds of bites, and 5 dead rats later, you finally bring that glorious dreadnought back to life. Weary, but triumphant, you roll off of the lot in style just as the dealer starts to make his way back in to start the next day. Just in time.
You are now very grateful that your employer laid you off weeks ago, because it means that you now get to simply fall asleep after your long, arduous battle. You pull your prize into the driveway, crash on the couch, and slowly drift into your dreams.
When you awake you find yourself tied to a chair under bright hot lights. An unidentified voice bids you welcome and then demands to know which dictator you purchased the Seville for.
It seems that you have fallen into a trap: the CIA assumed only a fool sent by some third-world puppet king would purchase such an awful piece of American machinery, even at three fifty. But you are a fool for no one but love: love of that beautiful bustleback.
It's the truth, but unfortunately the CIA don't buy it, and they resort to violence to get an answer out of you. One of them hits you a little too hard, and as you fall backward on your chair, your consciousness fading, you see it.
You see that fabulous finned hearse for the first time and you realize that, in a strange twist of fate, that this was a two for one deal. While you entered this fiasco in one Cadillac, the only way to leave it is through another.
Roger B. Smith himself, stalwart of that dark era succeeding your Seville, exits the driver's seat, loads you into the back of the hearse, and personally chauffeurs you to your own 70s circle of hell. All for the love of a tucked trunk.
@Murilee Martin: Thank you for rewarding my bardic tale with such treasure! I promise to use this newfound star to further the forces of the good, the mad*, and the funny.
*The term mad is used as a more lyrically pleasing version of "crazy." Not all person's experiences of mad are equivalent. Plasma X makes no promises about the specific type of crazy to be promoted, other than that it will be awesome. Your mileage may vary. #limousine
@Plasma X: I was going to ask why you hadn't a star, but now I see that you got one as deserved And it's a Mur'leeStar too - a bit greasy, but made of real yellow pixels, not the cheap knockoff kind.
@MushyHeirloom: I'm a little embarrassed to admit I didn't know that was an actual reference to something. Must've been right before I started reading Jalopnik regularly.
But now I know, and knowing is half the battle (of wits)!
@All others: Thanks! Hopefully this is the start of a bee-yootiful friendship. #limousine
"ran when parked" Those are the three magic words you should definitely look for when buying a "slightly" used car. Nice price definetly. I would buy it and chop the roof off with a hacksaw making a limo convertible. I could see this being a great LeMons car. #limousine
I'm thinking you could get this under the weight limit for leMons, Heck, just by parting out the bits you don't need you may come up with enough cash to swap in a pretty sweet crate motor, 454 bigblock perhaps? heck, the cocaine and dollar bills stuffed in the seats would possibly be enough for a decent adjustment of price
Just think of what the COE would be on this baby! #limousine
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Official engine of the Anadol, Turkey's first mass-production car. #1960s
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Is it because I didn't use Whitworth wrenches? Or did the non-paraffin oil I used damage the British alyoominium in the pistons?
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Can any of us afford NOT to buy this car? #limousine
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Oh, Ford. If only you'd shared this with the US. (I believe this Capri also packed the Kent.) #1960s
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@Novaload: Or as seen here in later production form. #1960s
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The twin fender mirrors on this car were not normal fittings. They look more like the mirrors once seen on Japanese home-market cars. Wonder if this Capri lived in Japan?
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I concur.
They're different, they flow, they got stuck with a stupid name.
I also think the Nissan Pulsar SportBak was awesome in a very square 80s way. #limousine
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@The Dead Inside Grp. Co. Ltd.: #limousine
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You know deep down that Murilee's right: NOTHING can hold a candle to this beautiful bustle-backed baby of the eighties. And not only that, but you have the notoriety of it being an ex-CIA car. It's like having ten police-auction chevrolet caprices rolled into one.
Speaking of rolling, you are SURE that you can roll this Caddy out of the parking lot with a few rolls of electrical tape and a multimeter. Armed with these meager instruments, you head on down, lay down your 3.5 Franklins, and get to work.
You become so intent on undoing the damage from the rats that you enter a zen-like level of concentration. Nothing can distract you: not the vintage hearse immediately next to your vehicle, not the fact that 5 hours have passed since you started, not the manager demanding that you get this car out of his lot for that last hour before giving up and leaving you to work in peace.
Nothing can stop you.
Not even the awakening of the orgy of rats hopped up on crank residue that now permeates every nether-region of this vehicle disrupts your focus. That is, until they notice that you are much tastier than the well-chewed fabric inside...
...15 hours, hundreds of bites, and 5 dead rats later, you finally bring that glorious dreadnought back to life. Weary, but triumphant, you roll off of the lot in style just as the dealer starts to make his way back in to start the next day. Just in time.
You are now very grateful that your employer laid you off weeks ago, because it means that you now get to simply fall asleep after your long, arduous battle. You pull your prize into the driveway, crash on the couch, and slowly drift into your dreams.
When you awake you find yourself tied to a chair under bright hot lights. An unidentified voice bids you welcome and then demands to know which dictator you purchased the Seville for.
It seems that you have fallen into a trap: the CIA assumed only a fool sent by some third-world puppet king would purchase such an awful piece of American machinery, even at three fifty. But you are a fool for no one but love: love of that beautiful bustleback.
It's the truth, but unfortunately the CIA don't buy it, and they resort to violence to get an answer out of you. One of them hits you a little too hard, and as you fall backward on your chair, your consciousness fading, you see it.
You see that fabulous finned hearse for the first time and you realize that, in a strange twist of fate, that this was a two for one deal. While you entered this fiasco in one Cadillac, the only way to leave it is through another.
Roger B. Smith himself, stalwart of that dark era succeeding your Seville, exits the driver's seat, loads you into the back of the hearse, and personally chauffeurs you to your own 70s circle of hell. All for the love of a tucked trunk.
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*The term mad is used as a more lyrically pleasing version of "crazy." Not all person's experiences of mad are equivalent. Plasma X makes no promises about the specific type of crazy to be promoted, other than that it will be awesome. Your mileage may vary. #limousine
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Also, Powerglide Road Soda. #limousine
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But now I know, and knowing is half the battle (of wits)!
@All others: Thanks! Hopefully this is the start of a bee-yootiful friendship. #limousine
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No, no, no. A Landaulet is what we want. #limousine
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[inlandempire.craigslist.org] #limousine
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Just think of what the COE would be on this baby! #limousine
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Sold!
p.s: Just make sure you make a sweep of the car to remove all the bugs and coke planted by "them." #limousine