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1   In High school bought a 1965 Mustang. It had been worked over in autoshop prior, then for some stupid reason, springs were put up front actually raising the height, not lowering it. Having no mechanical experince I went onto Risk Insurance thanks to AAA Insurance. My brother and mother forced me to park it in the garage and took the distributor rotor.
One funny story is when myself and another took it out for a joy ride one summer afternoon. As I was backing out of the driveway, he said "You're brother is coming up the street. There were few landscapes in front of houses (we saw each other) and it was a view down a sloped street. Sure enough I look and see him rounding the corner in his bright orange Corvette (open in new window) We took off. The Black ´65 Mustang had lots of power. I drove down one residential block, turned left, rounded the curve, then right onto Lomita which is one of two of the steepest streets next to any in San Francisco! The other, which I could not make was the opposite side and here, were the only two exits out of the area.
Had I gone down Lomita, I would have been caught for sure. I was not even driving past 30. I turned up a cu'-de'sac right after going on Lomita. It was a steep street upwards, yet when my brother turned onto Lomita he did not look left. They drove down this windy street while we hid up the the top of the street out of sight. Then snuck back the opposite way. While I loved my brother, I never let him off about "the day his corvette lost to a Mustang". Posting all this for my two nephews.
I do not recall much else other than I was grounded upon return.
Then I was forced to sell it off.

Now we come to the 1966 Mustang in the photos to the left and below. This was my new car. Having been talked out of buying a 32 Duece basketcase in SAC after 1 hr phone call with my dad, I bought this ...get this...6 Cylinder Mustang. Yup, the paint was bad, dented fender and having a 6 cyl. drivetrain, I invested $8,000 into converting it. It was about 6 years after the 1970 Trans Am. Owned about 27 plus cars, only one at a time.
Click brown border photos to enlarge.
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3   Here is the engine in final assembly awaiting install. It was overhauled by Bruno Speed shop. At the time, I did not realize he should have refused to bore it out or work on it. It was a clunker from Auto Shop. He did suggest I not do it, however did take this silly high school kids money, as he was in business to make a profit. So no grudges there. It never let me down in a race and always ran.

Well except for the time I lost to a VW. Yes, a VW, which I will never set foot in one due to another incident. We somehow drove 'the Strip' (El Camino Real) down to San Mateo. Some kids in a VW egged me on. I had spun the tires off the light to the point where the custom welded 6 to 8 drive shaft snapped. probably spun on the crosswalk paint. You see, I still had the original 6 cylinder rear end instead of immediately replacing it. It was actually the joint that gave out, however, it could easily have flipped the car over had it caught. The guy felt so bad, he gave us a ride back into town.

I had enjoyed this car while at High School. Previously had a Galaxie 500 my sister-in-law sold to me for $500. It was mint condition. Sadly it was also a Baby Blue (similar to this except 4 door hard top, maybe 1965), not a Grabber Blue. It was a very strong motor! Due to a driver whose friend became the ___ Grocer on TV, who lied in courtroom, I had sold off the Galaxie and again the Insurance company let me down and did absolutely nothing! Thanks again AAA.

The 1966 Mustang's engine compartment was repainted, and like the Boss 302, so clean you could eat off it. The Accel plugs here in the cap were not yet terminated. Also walked from Millbrae to Gotelli's Speed Shop in S. San Francisco carrying my new Hi-Rise manifold. That would be a crazy kids story liken to our parents walking miles in a blizzard to get to school.

2   The before (above) and after photo here. At the time, genuine Ford Cobra and Mustang parts were easy to be had. I used to go to the San Bruno Ford dealer (now gone) and San Mateo Ford Parts dept every week. Including trips to Maier Racing in Hayward for the fiberglass Tachometer pod, mud carpet protectors and shiny aluminum kick plates under the door, plus quite a bit more. My nephew now has their original catalog. Maier was something else. He used to always break down at the races at Laguna Seca Raceway, yet his shop was like Nirvana to us.

Hurst shifter with Cobra grip, 140 MPH speedo and Mach 1 console from junk yard. later I cut out the floor installing a Hurst In-Line drag racing shifter. Very awesome, yet a pain to shift while commuting. Woodgrain panels, Alliance front mags wheels, and American Racing classic 5 spoke mags in the rear, AM/FM Cassette deck with 8-Track and EQ added later on.
The motor had Roller Rocker Arms, Hi-Rise manifold with Holly 750? Carb., Headers, racing clutch, and Blow-Proof Bell Housing. Koni Adj. Shocks. Have the sold off parts list here somewhere.

Yes, it was sacrilege to paint Black all the "original" Tan Pony (has small emblems) interior.
Had intended to get some Mach 1 seats and replace the mags, then paint it, as seen in the drawings I made in previous page. The Mustang had almost no traction. Had added traction bars (seen below right). One time out in front of a guy names Steve Bursley, did a huge burn out right next to him. I mean...a full cloud of burning rubber smoke covered his street. Another was going down Ron haun's street with Korky. Passed him like 2-3 times. Once on the Peninsula, the two others (they know who they are) wanted me to chase after two girls. It was stupid and pointless, then again, at that age, so were we. At one point we exited 280, first time for me at that ramp.
I came up fast on a dead right turn. Brakes locked up, and we went sideways. Althought they did not know it, I was in complete control of the car at that point. It was embarassing and I halted the stupid game going on. Then I let a girl names Lori P. drive it eveyday to work. Yup...Sucker!
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4   Now we come to the ending of this story.
Leaving the Tanforan Mall to buy some stupid jogging outfit, I was sideswiped by a cadillac who was speeding. I had stopped in the 3rd lane on what they call El Camino Real (The King's Highway) PU Truck had blocked half of the 3rd lane trying to get into the nafarious Sizzler's parking lot. I say that because it was always overflowing to the day they closed, due to improper parking.

Long Long story short, I waited for traffic to clear, saw the Cad about 2-3000 feet at the light in the fast lane in front of Wendy's. I went to go around and truck started to BU. I had not even gone completely in the ctr lane and was tuning right when the Cad bumper came all the way into my left leg, spun the Mustang around. Came to a halt in the 3rd lane with motor still running.

The waiter came out thinking the worse and I jumped out of the car like a Duke of Hazzard. I now realize I was in shock. NOT a single scratch on me, nothing! I should have lost my left hand at least. The cop at the time, and back then drinking was overlooked, said it was my fault, ignored that I had a witness across the street (gas attendant), nor get the driver of the truck (can you say 'Eyewitness' Mr. Policeman), and my insurance agent would not do a thing even though I had proof and witness. Sadly both my parents were not around (mom out for the night) and my older brother Ron was of little help except for a ride. We did get the Truck's license plate after the cop refused to go into the restaurant to find him. HE WAS an eyewitness and in-directly responsible for the accident.

I do remember sitting on the curb next to this Cad driver as he basically admitted to me he was at a bar. He was probably doing 60 in a 35 and veered from a safe clear fast lane (#1) right into me. Police report said I veered ALL the way into No. 1 lane and cut him off. LIARS! He was not even present. Yes, I should have obtained a lawer. I was just too young to be in control.

Left photo shows the wheel turned right and the column was actually bent, not the Racing steering wheel. Being so young, no father, I lost all of it. I did by the grace of God walk away though.

Posted: May 3, 2013


In the 1980's,
Triple AAA Representative Sandy DeBowe? in Daly City
refused to even look at 16 photos which proved I was at NO FAULT.
It was the Drunk in the Cads FAULT
Triple AAA SUCKS!

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After tow home. Note Jogging Suit that
now cost $4,000 after selling the car in pieces
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Notice how the wheels point RIGHT not left
The steering wheel was locked right not left
I was turning right Mr. San Bruno Policeman!
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