Ain't No Galaxie! The 1967 Ford Custom

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I've been thinking about how much more fun a big lumbering 60s family sedan is when it has a floor-shifted manual trans; back then, the cheapest base-level model would come with a three-on-the-tree as standard equipment, though almost everybody upgraded to the automatic. Not my dad, though; when his boss decided a company car was needed, he sent my dad to the Ford dealership and let him choose the options "within reason." So naturally the first car I remember from earliest childhood is a '67 Ford Custom with a 4-barrel 289 and a three-on-the-floor trans with overdrive unit. Man, I was just awed by the drama of the incomprehensible levers and pedals, producing scary-but-cool grinding and roaring noises and making mundane family road trips feel like something out of Thunder Road. In fact, I can trace my love of benzene buggies straight back to that car, which probably explains why I still think 3-speed manuals (and Ford small-blocks) are cool. The Custom was Ford's no-frills full-sized car; in '67, you could get one with a 289 for about $2600, which was a few hundred bucks cheaper than the heavier, slower 289 Galaxie.


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Robert Mitchum became a southern icon with Thunder Road. It was an honest portrayal of a life some chose in order to survive the harsh economics of Appalachia. The night funeral procession was eerie. Thanks for the memories.

BTW The base level Detroit stuff beat any Jag or Ferrari at the Sat. nite drive-in!