1970 Dodge Challenger

Ancient Histroy, AKA the backstory of my love for the 1970 Dodge Challenger When I was an impressionable young lad I ended up with a Plymouth Duster with 6 cylinder, not understanding that the power I lusted after would come from a V8. You see, prior to needing to pick out a car my friends had dragged me out to the street races of Livermore and I got to hitch a ride in a hopped up Plymouth Duster. I was hooked and told my Dad, I want a Duster. Saved up the obligatory funds from slinging donuts at George's Bakery and went to go look at the forst Duster in the classifieds. My Dad asked when I found my first shit brown slant sixer, "Are you sure you want a six cylinder?" Later I would understand why. The slant six would only pass a gas station, although it was probably a better starter car as I planted it into a telephone pole ten days after I got my licence. The second Duster was better with its mean three eighteen but still I wanted more. With the help of my Dad a 440 was soon procured, after which my mother told me I was told I'd need to find a larger car. I was still living at home at the time and she understood what the big engine - s mall car combo would mean. So I drew up a list of my favorite Bs and Es. I loved the Dukes of Hazzard year body style Chargers, '69 and '71/72 Road Runners and the E-bodies. The first car ad we looked at was for '70 Challenger R/T for $1200, some guy was selling it for his brother. I was hooked. I wanted that car. I said we'd take it. Problem being, this guy had to to talk to his brother and after a few painful days it was taken off the market, not sold at all. I still remember getting the call, I was working at Costco and it crushed me. Hah, youth problems! I ended up with a '68 Charger, but I always wanted that '70 Dodge.... and finally got luck enough to find one.

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