My father's 1978 Ford Ranchero GT (light jade green), an ok alternate of the Chevy El Camino. I have many memories riding in this beast at 5 or so years old. I remember always listening to "You're Just What I Needed" by Cars and "Li'l Old Lady From Pasadena" by Jan & Dean all while driving to Taco Bell for lunch. I have so many memories in this 351 Windsor V8 beast. Now I'm putting alot more miles on it in a month than my father would ever do in a year. It currently stands at 145,000 miles. It was only his back-up car and for a good reason, too. It eats up tires (we're getting an alignment eventually), it guzzles down gas (even for a 2-BBL), and it leaks oil and fluid almost anywhere (except the pan gaskets).
But whats nice is that I volunteer about 2-3 times a month at a non-profit organization by the name of Wheels 4 Hope and a friend of mine there also owns a Ranchero!
His is a 1973 Ford Ranchero 500 with a 302 2-BBL, currently undergoing a tranny transplant. Its getting its old C4 knocked out for a late 70's AOD tranny. Very easy swap since its not electrical.
Of course his is in very good condition, where my Ranchero requires to be bleached once a year. Thats right, bleached. It had no glossy finish to it what so ever when my dad bought it. And because it sits in a forrested plot of land, where it gains mildew, it needs bleach to get rid of the black plague that builds up on the hood. Whats amazing is my dad has a camper shell that he wont let me put on. I wanna see how it looks sometime... and when that time comes, I'll be prepared with a camera.
Currently this Ranchero is undergoing a face transplant. I was returning home from selling a spare 302 2-BBL to somebody and the highway traffic was stop & go (Christmas is here). I thought this guy was picking up speed to about 20 mph cause traffic might have been picking up and then he slams on his brakes. The power brakes have failed a month ago so I'm trying to deal with manual brakes and not hitting him. I did anyways. He comes out and says, "Didn't hurt me!" haha. Him and his big Chevy work van. He suggested we get outta traffic's way and I agreed with him. We shook hands and got outta there.
It didn't do alot of damage, just broke the fiberglass by pushing in the grille and broke a corner lamp.
So now I can't drive at night for these next few days cause it has no face. I'm replacing it with a spare face (same color) that my dad got off a LTD from a junkyard cause it already had a cracked spot on the fiberglass. So, until next time...