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Your Muscle Car Needs Pypes Exhaust!

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009

Before I start this blog, I want to clarify that I have no affiliation with the Pypes Performance Exhaust company, nor is this a sponsored blog or link exchange thingie.

I will admit that I did have a business relationship with Pypes founder Chris Casperson a few years ago, but that was only as a writing gig. I was writing the newsletters for his Performance Years website and forums. That short period showed me the type of person and businessman Casperson is.

First off, in case you are unfamiliar with Pypes, or are looking for a high-performance exhaust system you should know that Pypes supplies complete performance exhaust systems for American performance vehicles ranging from the 1950’s to present.  Most of their systems include a custom designed X-pipe, or crossover, at a considerably lower price than others that include no crossover at all or just a basic balance tube with their systems.

Pypes also performance-matches systems with a choice of 4 distinct mufflers to best suit your horsepower and sound requirements, rather than forcing you to buy one type of technology that may not be best for your application.

What makes Pypes even better is that they are the only company in the industry that stocks fully-polished aluminum ceramic systems.

We sweat the details – from our sales staff to our unique products, from our unique packaging, ‘real’ instructions and post sale technical support, you will get a fresh new look that you haven’t experienced from other exhaust companies. pypes

Now let’s get to Casperson. It’s my own opinion that Chris doesn’t get the recognition in the classic car hobby’s support industry as others do. This is a shame, because he’s a very nice guy and in my own dealings with him, I found him to be fair and honest – not just with me and our buisness, but with his customers, employees and the thousands who use his Performance Years tech forums every day. (While it’s a great way to boost his business, the people who utilize the PY forum have no clue how expensive it is to run a huge forum on a commercial server and have a full-time webmaster to boot.)

So, what we have here is a fair and honest company, selling a superior product with tremendous customer support.

What more could you ask for?

I recommend Pypes to my readers and friends. If you need an exhaust system for your classic car — go see ‘em at PypesExhaust.com

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A Sad Realization: 1970 Olds 442 Convertible

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

Regrets of a former musclecar owner.

I sold my 1970 Olds 442 convertible in 1978. It was gold with black trim, W-30, 455 with the functional fiberglass hood scoops, buckets, Turbo 400 and Olds Rally wheels. I took $2700 for it.

I sold this...WTF was I thinking? (Not actual car)

I sold this...WTF was I thinking? (Not actual car)

At the Palm Beach episode of the continuing Barrett-Jackson saga, a 1970 Olds 442 convertible sold for $173,000. That’s more than most hemi-Cudas can bring, folks.

Of course everyone in the musclecar hobby can remember a car they regretted selling. I sold a 1975 Trans Am for way-too-cheap and I let a ’63 Impala SS convertible be towed-off to the junk yard only for the sake of a broken 2-speed automatic that I was too lazy to fix (I was 17 at the time.)

What a dork I was.

I had no idea that my beloved 442 would eventually be worth a small fortune. Luckily, the buyer had me meet him at Berejik Olds in Needham, MA and the mechanics there went over the car before he cut me a check. If anyone knew 442s in the good ol’ days, it was George Berejik. This comforts me by knowing that the car was probably either restored or at least very-well cared for by the next owner.

But the sad realization part?

I don’t think I will ever be able to purchase another classy, Olds 442 convertible. Unless my writing or screenplays suddenly create some sort of viral sensation across the Web, the 442 will have to remain a fond memory in my mind.

I ran that 442 at New England Dragway on a Wed. night open track night and beat a Mustang 429 (as I recall), but I was eliminated the next time out by a hopped-up LS6 Chevelle. My car was an automatic, and despite being capable of leaving lonng strips of rubber in all 3 gears, it stood no chance against an LS6.

I also remember several memorable nights with several memorable females that make that Olds 442 even more special in my life.

I guess I can also be proud that I was once the owner of a car that carries tremendous value as a collector car these days. Not to mention the fact that I once cruised in my home town in a car that nobody would dare challenge — nor come close to beating in a light-to-light sprint for glory.

For these reasons, I truly believe that the 1970 Olds 442 was the prettiest, most classy of any musclecar ever built.

Photo courtesy of Barrett-Jackson

Photo courtesy of Barrett-Jackson

The 1970 Olds 442: ultimate performance….                           in a classy wrapper.

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The REAL Pontiac GTO Story!

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

GTO: The Legend of Royal Oak

I wrote a book about the Pontiac GTOs that rolled out of Royal Pontiac in Royal Oak, Michigan from 1962-1969. They were called the Royal Bobcat GTO and they were some mean-ass street machines!

mini_goat At the time, the head mechanic in charge of those incredible Bobcat GTOs was Milt Schornack, a guy who still builds these legends up in Macomb, MI. It doesn’t matter that he’s in his 70s; Schornack is a racer and racers never die…they just retire to an old barn and wait to be resto’d.

So accordingly, my book is titled Milt Schornack and the Royal Bobcat GTOs. You should get this book if you want to relive those great days when musclecars ruled the streets and cops had their hands full with them – rather than the sorry state of things now, when cops are in danger far too often.

On Amazon, Barnes and Noble, you name it.

On Amazon, Barnes and Noble, you name it.

I started each chapter with a piece of history from each year, and the chapters are in chronological order, starting in 1961. So, you get a little refresher before we go into the GTO info. It’s a nice way to get the feel for the year.

I have lots of photos that were lent to me by General Motors and many more quotes from the guys who were there in the 1960s!

It’s truly a joy to read and I’m not just braggin’!

As an added bonus, Ro McGonegal, editor-in-chief at Performance Chevy magazine and former head scribe at Hot Rod Magazine, wrote my foreword. What an honor.

This book is perfect for sitting back in your beach chair this summer, or relaxing in a hammock or on your favorite porch chair. It’s a guy’s book for sure, with plenty of engine specs and lots of clever tips from Milt himself.

Check it out and don’t worry about the $35 price tag at Amazon.

Just email me here and I’ll send you one for $25 — that includes shipping.  (mac@bigblockblog.com)

Now that’s a good deal!

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Imagine what this car would bring at Barrett-Jackson?!

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Chevy, Ford, Chevy, Chevy, Ford, Ford…

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

Have you ever felt outnumbered?

I don’t mean like crossing an occupied football field dressed in all black, with a purple streak through your hair and an eyeball ring. Or puffing on a lit cig while a pack of distance runners zips by – all of ‘em glaring at your addiction.

Nope, none of that.

Since this is a musclecar blog, I refer to that outnumbered feeling you get when you pull into a far-away car show in your Pontiac, Olds, Buick or American Motors relic and the whole lot is packed with all styles of classic American steel – as long as that style is Chevy or Ford.

This is what happened to me when I attended a cruise-in with my ’72 GTO on a Saturday night in Manassas, Virginia.

“Ya gotta check out Manassas!” they’d said at the Orange, VA car show. “Much bigger’n this one!” They’d quickly turned back to using their Californee Duster on the paint of a ’69 Z/28.

Why was I even inquiring about other car show?

Was it because I was the only Pontiac owner among the 67-odd Chevys and Fords? I’d noticed a timid little guy parked in the far corner of the Burger King lot. He looked pretty lonely as he guarded his olive green ’68 Charger in his $7 Walmart lawnchair.

Meanwhile, at the center of all the fun, music, food and spectators, a crowd of lawnchair rangers would furtively glance over at the Mopar guy. Every once in a while, a loud guffaw would echo through the parking lot, making the Mopar guy shrink even further into his Walmart chair.

I kind of wanted to befriend Mopar guy, sort of the way you felt in school when a bunch of bullies harassed one of the pocket-protector/calculator geeks. You’d always opt-out of the hero role for fear of being the next piece of meat on their menu.

Don’t get me wrong…no_lawnchair_rangers

I love Chevy’s and Fords and all forms of classic American musclecars and the guys who drive them are always pretty nice fellows, but when they fall into a pack mentality in their observational lawn chairs, even a well-prepped Buick GS with an $8,000 paint job can plunge into the shitbox category.

Show-up in a ’74 GTO and you might as well get out of your car wearing only a pair of tighty-whiteys with wingtips.

So, with Manassas, VA being tagged as the Saturday Night Mecca for all-things high-performance, I spent the next Saturday washing, polishing, waxing and buffing the GTO to appease the Gods of Detroit Past as I made my grand entry into the Manassas Burger King cruise-in.

By the way, I’ve been to several cruise-ins that were held at Burger King restaurants. I have no idea why they seem more popular than a McDonald’s or Arby’s, but I think the guys who turn their own wrenches are the same guys who care even less about cholesterol than they do about the latest American Idol finalists. I like the Angus steak burgers myself…

As I approached the BK lot in Manassas, I went into shock faster than you would if Amy Winehouse suddenly jumped in front of your moving car…naked; there was not a single GTO in the lot!

There were no Buicks. No Olds 442s. No Challengers or ‘Cudas. No Javelin AMXs. No Buicks or Duster 340s. It was all Chevys and Fords, mixed with more Fords and Chevys.

The only difference between Orange and Manassas was the size of the Bowtie and  Blue Oval gang of lawnchair rangers — but they were much bigger in their numbers and laughed just a little bit louder.

Being 50 years old, I had to make an immediate trip to the men’s room inside the BK. Photos from Saturday nights past dotted the walls of the restaurant and even inside the bathrooms. How many non-Chevy and non-Ford photos did I find?

None. I have to admit that there probably are some photos of other makes and models, but I must’ve missed them.

When I came out of the bathroom and grabbed a burger and fries, I wandered back to the parking lot. My eyes caught a glimpse of a blue 1971 GTO, speeding for the exit and zipping back out onto Route 28 — never to be seen again.

It was time for me to go.

But I don’t accept defeat as easily as the blue 71 GTO guy did. In the following weeks, I used my GTO Association of America member list and sent an invitation to every GTOAA member within a 60-mile radius of Manassas, Virginia. I received a few emails from GTO guys who promised to show-up with me. We’d meet at a TGI Friday’s and cruise into the BK meet together.

And we did….

At approximately 7:30 that Saturday night, 12 GTOs cruised into that Burger King lot. The sound was ominous and the visual made everyone there stop what they were doing. Some of them even struggled out of their lawn chairs to see what all the commotion was about.

We proudly filed-in and parked, side-by-side in the greatest line-up of Pontiac GTO muscle in Manassas Burger King history.

We stood back and looked proudly at….uhhh…12 GTOs…all RED.

red_gote1Only our faces were redder than those GTOs that night…

Suddenly from behind us, we heard a catcall from the Chevy peanut gallery of lawn chair surfers. “What happened? DeLorean get a deal on red paint? BWAAAH-ha ha ha!”

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Another view; some of the GTOs had scooted outa there at the first opp.

Well, at least we’d tried. Perhaps one can’t fight the majority, one should only sit silently and protest quietly, like Mopar guy did with his Charger.

I’ve since sold my beloved GTO. Times are tough.

But hey, I’m looking for a nice 2nd or 3rd Generation Z!

Call me a lemming. I’m fine with it.

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© Keith MacDonald 2009 * All Rights Reserved.

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1970: The American Performance Zenith

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

March 24, 2009

1970: The Greatest Year in American Performance Cars

I turned 15 years old in 1970. It was the beginning of a whole new decade.  The world was spinning fast; change was happening on a daily basis, the Woodstock Generation was saving the world (and planning how to destroy it in 2009), but those cars…oh man, those 1970 models from Detroit had me mesmerized.

70boss302In ’70, the new Boeing 747 made its maiden voyage, The Beatles released “Let It Be” only a month before announcing they were changing their name to “The Ono Band.”  The KC Chiefs beat the Vikings in Super Bowl IV, while the Orioles beat the Reds in the 1970 World Series. Sonny Bono was probably only thinking about taking-up snow skiing. As the conflict in Vietnam raged on, President Nixon lowered the voting age to 18, and Apollo 13 aborted its moon mission and struggled back to earth’s orbit — the crew barely making splashdown alive.

It was also the end of an era – by the end of the year, US automakers would be selling cars with deflated compression ratios and morbid HP ratings. The pressure from insurance companies and environmentalists was making it “uncool” to drive a high-powered street machine.

Freakin’ pencil-pushin’ geeks….

In my world, only three things mattered; cars, girls and baseball. Girls had become mysterious, scary things to me. I kept my distance from most of them – which would have been a good choice in my later years as well.

But the cars in 1970 were just as elusive as the girls; I was too young to drive and even less capable of buying one. But just as it was with girls and baseball players, I certainly enjoyed watching, listening and admiring them from afar.

It is my opinion, (not yours…or maybe it is) that the 1970 model year from the Big 3 and that other company, American Motors, was the greatest-ever in American auto history. The cars were powerful, colorful, loud, proud and absolutely gorgeous. The lines of a GM A-body car had reached their pinnacle. The F-body cars were still fairly new, yet they had already changed to their 2nd Generation in 1970. The new F-body lines were so refined, that they would remain in place for the next 11 years!

The new Dodge Challenger and Plymouth ‘Cuda bodies were Chrysler’s answer to the pony car and their performance engines were like no other. Which is why auto auctions like Mecum or Barrett-Jackson can pull $100K out of your bank account by osmosis – just by featuring a Hemi Cuda . The Ford Mustang was sleek, streamlined and its interior was similar to a jet cockpit, while Ford’s Torino GT and Cobra looked better than ever.  Even the AMC Javelin AMX was at its peak in design and horsepower.

Let’s not forget the colors: “Orbit Orange,” Plum Crazy Purple,” “Panther Pink” and “Sublime” (lime green) were just a few of the wild paint schemes you’d see on a 1970 car.

I remember thinking, “Where can it go from here? How can they possibly make a better-looking car than the 1970 line-up of cars?”

In my opinion, I was absolutely correct, (not bad for a 15-yr. old) — I have never seen a car that looked or sounded as great as a 1970 American-made performance car.

What’s come close?
Maybe the 1985-90 IROC Z28? The 2006-present Mustang GT? How about the 1986 Buick Grand National?

Close, yes. Better? No way.

Compare these cars to a ’70 Chevelle LS6, a ’70 GTO Judge, a ’70 Trans Am or Z28. Or how about a ’70 Challenger 440 six-pack? A Boss 429 ‘Stang? What about a “Go Pack” AMX? The gorgeous, yet menacing 1970 Olds 442/455?  Incredible.

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The New Throwbacks

Have you noticed the new cars that have been resurrected lately? The Challenger looks like a 1970 model, the Mustang oozes 1969-1970 Mach I design, the new Camaro was cut very close to the ’69 Z28 and everyone had pinned their hopes on a retro-look for the ’04 GTO. Many wanted the 1969 or 1970 look for the new Goat. It never happened and GM spun out and crashed with the new GTO.

Freedom of Choice

Many of you may read this and say, “Well, nothing can beat my 19_ _ Make and Model,” and you would be absolutely correct, but you know what?

Nothing, and I mean nothing, can beat the combined beauty, price and power of the 1970 American musclecar. Stack any year against it and you will probably fall short — if not on horsepower, then definitely on overall volume of choice.

70 SS LS6 As the 1970s progressed, I watched in horror as these wonderful cars deteriorated before our very eyes. First came the lowered horsepower ratings for 1972, then the arrival of the big bumpered dinosaurs of ’73. In 1975, we suffered with the catalytic converter and the demise of the Z28, which returned 2 and a half years later — just as the “performance sticker car” era began. The late 70′s cars offered sporty new looks, with bright, if not totally gawdy, decals, but under the hood we found relatively flaccid engines containing not even a shadow of their former glory. When the 1970s ended, there was a glimmer of hope in 1982, when the 3rd Generation Camaro arrived, but the Z28 still had less than 200HP. It was not until the arrival of the ’85 IROC Z28 and Buick Turbo V-6 that we began to slowly evolve back to the availability of the factory performance options.

But it was never the same as it was in 1970.

1970: the year that will always reign as the best-ever in automotive history.

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