(January 30, 2018 at 6:13 pm)A Theist Wrote: The car I most regretted selling. This picture is probably from around 1976 (?). Probably my most favorite car I ever owned. 1956 Chevy Belair Sedan. It had a stock small block 327 cid Corvette engine. The only thing I did to the engine was to bolt up some Hedman Headers and I put an 800 Holley dual line double pump carb on it. I remember thinking that the 800 Holley would be too much carb for the 327 but it worked out perfect. It also had a Muncie 4 spd behind the engine. I had some nicer cars and some hotter cars but this one was the most fun to drive. It was topped off with Cragar mags in the back and chrome rims with baby moons in the front.
Rolled and Pleated interior
My '57 Chevy Belair Sedan. Probably from 1975. It was a beautiful car. A friend of mine had a body shop and he painted it in black lacquer. The original 265 small block was pretty much gone so a friend of mine put a 283 in it with yet, another Muncie 4 spd behind it. Cragar Mags all the way around.
Hey, hey, hey ... and where are the other old pics, huh? ... with a smile of course
..btw cars are amazing, I love old cars, but not only the old ones ... one day I would like to sit in a futuristic car, such as Pagani Huayra or a new Corvette, but for me a small electric car is enough
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“I may be on the side of the angels but don’t think for one second that I am one of them.”
“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery each day."