Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
The Chevrolet Chevelle SS represented Chevrolet's entry into the hot midsize muscle car battle. The Chevelle SS was the high performance version of Chevrolet's Chevelle, and had its own line of engines and performance equipment. At first caught napping with just a 327 V8, the Chevelle SS would soon sport powerful 396 V8s and eventually the most powerful rated engine in muscle car history, the LS6 454 in 1970. The Chevelle, along with the Pontiac GTO, remains one of the most popular cars from this era and with good reason. Its strong performance at a reasonable price made it popular on the street and at the track.
1970 saw the introduction of the most powerful Chevelle SS of all time. Responding to the lifting of GM's ban on engines larger than 400 cid in midsize cars, Chevrolet responded by dropping in a new 454 cubic engine into its Chevelle SS. The top engine choice was the LS6 version with 450bhp. No production engine ever had a higher factory horsepower rating. Optional was a new cowl-induction hood, which had a rear facing flapper near the base of the windshield to feed air into the engine.
Performance: LS6 454/450: 0-60 in 6.1 sec, 1/4 mile in 13.7 sec @ 103mph - straight off the lot: incredible considering the horrible tires of the time.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
the womens' heat is pretty cool - this is 1966 but attitudes about women were still circa 1866.
"Some of the Cats Are Outta Sight"
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Because I know how much y'all love looking at me!
My family has had 6 real estate transactions in 1 year, after spending something like 60+ years in the same places. That means a lot of old shit bubbles to the surface during the many moves.
The stuff ranges from amazing to useless, from piss-poor to very nice, but all the memories are fond ones. So one last look back before moving forward, looking to the future.
Some "hye-lights" (sorry)
A man and his dog, 1976 - her name was Maxine (or just "Max!"). A sweet pup but awfully skitterish. Not an alpha dog by any means.
Ennui through a Fish-eye lens
With a donation of just $2 a day little Johnny will receive medical care and a hot breakfast, won't you please help?
Paipos? Alaias? Surfmats? Bitch, please! 1972: I'm getting ready to charge the heavy cloudbreak outside on my plastic kickboard shaped to resemble a manta ray - the gill slits aren't visible. Kustomized with STP stickers from Saf Steven's Esso station. What I'd do to have that hanging in my man cave/quiver room today!
Thanks for bearing with me!