Thinking about a number of years ago, when I was running close 4-speed and big 2276 motor in my '67, and how fun it was to pilot it around the local hangouts. Taking even brief highway trips was a different story, of course, thanks to 1.14 4th/4.375:1.
HUH? WHAT DID YOU SAY?But for whipping ass on the local streets, what fun it was to storm around with that motor and trans....it was cool knowing under my right foot was enough guts to go toe with just about anything with license plates. I ran around for a few weeks with my MH's mounted on the rims, and one day, had to stop by my Dad's house for something. As I pulled up in front, he was outside, smoking a cig, and glared at me as I parked. He grew to hate my car over the years....as it got faster and louder and less practical. He secretly knew all of this was his fault, but would never admit it. As I walked up the driveway, he threw down his cigarette butt in disgust and asked accusingly "Who the hell do you think you are running those tires on the street?!!!" I just played dumb...."Huh? What? Oh....
those. I forgot to swap them out. Oh well" Yeah, forgot....right, as on the way over I ran some gears with an RX7 Turbo....