Hey all. Welcome to my page! Here you'll find some pictures of my daily driver- a 1964 Ford Galaxie 500. Born in June 64 it spent its life in Beatrice, Nebraska. It somehow made its way to Philadelphia which is where I bought it in March of 2008. Since then everything has broken, fallen off, cracked, been punctured or just stopped moving. All the while retaining its 'daily driver,' status. If it can fail, it has. Ive put more into it than I originally paid. But I love it nontheless. It started out with Cragars and since then has had every possible combination of wheel and tire that was acceptable in the 60's. The interior is ALMOST all original. The cloth part had been redone at some pont and looks PRETTY close to what the original material was. The dipshit previous owner cut the dash and put in a cheesy flimsy am/fm radio. Thats, well, OKAY. But he cut the dash and did a real hackjob while at it. He also drilled through the speaker grille and put in a big tachometer. Its one of  the cheapest parts to replace on the SOB but I've learned to deal with it. Overall it's not a bad little car. It gets me from point A to B usually, even if I have to stop halfway and replace fuel lines and a pump. And remember these few tidbits people-----

ANYBODY can race a car, it takes a real man to BUILD it and race it.

Old Fords dont leak oil, they mark their territory.

If you cant fix it with a hammer, it's an electrical problem!

If it works, take it apart and figure out why.

Detroit steel will rust, but at least it wont melt.

America is all about speed. Hot, nasty, badass speed. -Eleanor Roosevelt, 1936

Christmas 2008- new wide whites! Thanks goes out to Coker.

There are some mixed feelings on the use of these. I think they are neat. But I'll be damned if they suck at night.

STRAIGHT as an arrow

Well, minus the one ding on the arse right there, and that fine patina on each fender end!

Ford really had something going in the 60s didn't they?

If you look hard, Hank Sr. graces us with his presence on the left of the rear glass

Real men drive with BOTH FEET. Thats right, a 3-on-the-tree. I love it. Its just... 'Right.' Notate the leaves and dirt on the floor. This car is driven EVERYDAY. Its not a real car unless it gets roadtime, gentleman.

Brand new (to me) with 14x6 Cragars in the front and reversed 14x8's in the rear

I get flack for ditching the Cragars, but it wasn't cool on a 'moredoor,' I think

The bumper jack is LONG GONE. But thats the ORIGINAL spare tire sittin in the completely rust free trunk.

Ahhhhhh. I dont know what this is. This is also just after I picked it up. Hideous, rusty, oil-caked, and leaked like sonuvabiotch. Its better. Haha.

Thats me in the middle with my fellow Marines. Iraq 2007.

The little man in black.

I disliked the Cragars, but I miss that badass stance.

A night shot

Cool lights huh?

Fugly teal interior. LOVE IT.

Lookin mean!