1969 Road Runner 383 4 Speed American Muscle Cars Palatine,IL 847 485 8449
1969 Roadrunner post car, 383 high perf., 4spd. matching numbers Rotisserie restoration factory a/c bench seat complete engine/transmission rebuild to original factory specs, OE belts and hoses. new seat covers, carpet, headliner, door panels, seat belts OE new Exhaust, fuel and brakes lines, master cylinder, shocks, fuel tank and sending unit. 5 firestone red line tires, trunk mat and spare tire jack assembly, drive shaft, u joints. 4 wheel drum brakes tinted windows, am-8track 5 speaker w/fader control, clock, front and rear vent windowsAmerican Muscle Cars Palatine,IL 847 485 8449
Riding In A 69 Road Runner
This is a 69 Road Runner that we have own for many years.It has a 440 in it now.Lets go for a ride.Motor has been balanced,power max cam,boared 30 over.It is a six pack motor,not six barrel.If we hadn't owned it for 38 years,I would sell it and buy a HEMI Challenger,but she is like one of the family now.
Abandoned cars in forgotten junkyard
These pictures were taken in May of 2010 in the Michigan woods. The junkyard is permanently closed and has posted no trespassing signs all over the place. I spoke to the person who owns the property and was given special permission to explore. This site covers 120 acres and is packed with cars from the 1930's on up. I only had an hour to look and it must be done on foot. Enjoy the pics, places like this just don't exist anymore. Truely a rare find. Thanks to my buddy Chris for the tip on this hot spot.
1969 SuperBee for sale- American Muscle cars Palatine,IL 847 485 8449
frame on restoration just completed 2011--4 speed BIG BLOCK -1969 1/2 dodge coronet superbee rust free car all org pannels complete soda blasted in side and out . 440 engine has 87.000 org miles date code 6/10/69 only thing was done to the motor was.new starter,oil pan gasket. intake gasket. rebuilt the water pump . valve cover gaskets . new carb complete tune up . four speed tran's complete rebuilt . new clush pressure plate all new fuel lines all new brake line's all new drum's all new brakes and wheel cylinders . all new wiring front to back of car. all new Exhaust from manifold to tail pipe tips . org bumpers rechomed . all new u joints . paint job 2 stage 2 1/2 gallons clear coat 2 gallons new front windshield and rear . both driver side and passanger window new . new headliner new door panels oem parts new heater core-Financing ok with $6000.00 down payment-Low monthly payment as well..American Muscle cars Palatine,IL 847 485 8449
1968 1000hp Hemi Roadrunner Burnout "Rat Poison" GODFATHER Racing MORE HEMI'S
Dawg House 2011 Car Show
GODFATHER'S "Rat Poison" 1968 1000 h.p. Hemi Roadrunner Start-up, Idle and Burnout.
Godfather's 68 Roadrunner trunk lid was sighed by Big Daddy Don Garlits in 2009
and The Evil Twin and Rat Poison trunk lid where sighed by Jack Smith
Rick's "The Evil Twin" 1968 426 Hemi Roadrunner was there
Chris stopped by with his 1965 Dodge 426 Hemi Coronet
Some clips and photos
Direct Link to GODFATHERS RACING website
Best Hemi Burnout video on youtube
Dodge Charger 1968 blown hemi
this is Nick suckow's car in September 2008 before it was stolen. If you have any information about this dodge charger please let me know. http://www.weau.com/home/headlines/33732019.html# Back in 1984, high-schooler Nick Suckow bought himself a '68 Dodge Charger. He was gonna fix it up and roar down the road. Nick was born a gearhead. A hot rod. From the first time he drove, he drove hard. The redline was always at hand. When he joined the Army out of high school and shipped to Germany he got hooked on the autobahn, where you could ease over to the left lane, stomp the foot-feed flat, and shoot, they just let you go. "Fast," Nick likes to say, "isn't the same as reckless." All that racing around, and then life served up a grim little joke: The day Nick Suckow wrecked - the day his life changed forever, the last day he ever stood on his own two feet - he was going 35 miles per hour with his seatbelt on. He'd been married two weeks. He and his wife were on their way home from their Wisconsin honeymoon, making the run back to Texas in Nick's Gran Prix. They were towing a rusted-out Ford Bronco - Nick always had his eye out for a cheap beater, and he had found one up north. On a rough stretch of road Nick crawled in the Bronco to keep it straight. The front tire hooked a pothole. The tie rod snapped. The seat belt broke. He landed in the ditch. The Bronco landed on his neck. Nick says he remembers the sun in his eyes. Then the darkness closing in. A lot of years, then. Hospitals. Home. Hospitals. The marriage ended. Back to Wisconsin. Rehab, and more hospitals. The speed demon, not going anywhere fast. But eventually he had them drag that Charger out. Arranged to get it in the shop. Whenever he had a little money, he'd get some work done. "They whittled away at it," he says. "I told my mom, if I die, dump my ashes in the fuel tank, and I'll go down the drag strip one last time." Seventeen years. Seventeen years of learning how to live from the neck up. Seventeen years of whittling. Hed show you the latest pictures - a quarter panel here, a shot of primer there, a couple tires. He'd get down to the shop, supervise in person when he could. He couldn't run the wrenches, but he could run the show. He'd sneak out for a little speed fix sometimes - once a paraplegic friend strapped Nick's chair to a motorcycle sidecar and they blew down the road, one good pair of arms between'em. Nick says it was good to feel the wind on his face. On a sunny day in October of 2006, Nick Suckow's pals helped him slide from one set of wheels into another. They strapped him in the passenger side, and you could see the anticipation on his face, even behind the mirrored shades. The car cruised out of the lot, and then picked up speed, the blower making a Mad Max whine as the wheels warmed to the road. After a nice easy ride, the Charger pulled to a stop on an isolated little stretch of blacktop. There was a quiet moment, before the driver wound that 426 fuel-injected blown Hemi up tight. Then Nick Suckow gave the nod and went fishtailing down the blacktop on a journey that had never really ended. http://www.musclecarrestorations.com/suckow.html