CC Wagon Week Postscript: Car Show Variety Pack

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I thought I was done with my personal contribution to Wagon Week, but an impromptu visit to Bob’s Big Boy this past Friday proved me wrong. Exhibit A is this gorgeous ’65 Plymouth Fury, looking both resplendent and menacing at the same time. If Darth Vader and the Borg Queen married and had a brood of little evilets, this would probably be their ride of choice for a family picnic in the forests of Dagobah.

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The S.S. Fury’s command center. Those velour buckets look pretty comfy, even if the material isn’t original. Note the aftermarket ratchet shifter neatly integrated into the aftermarket center console. Also note the center dashboard vents, indicating a factory A/C car. What’s with the funny looking water bottle?

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Another view of the Fury’s passenger compartment, this time from the driver’s side. Out of all the domestic offerings during the mid-1960’s, Mopar instrument panels seem to be the most aerospace inspired.

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All this be yours for around $18 Grand. It’s an awesome ride, but if you bring this home instead of the trendy hybrid CUV that the Mrs. wants, be prepared to sleep in it.

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The hood was shut, so no shots of the engine, unfortunately. Even so- with 440 cubes’ worth of big-block Mopar wedge under the hood, this is the view you’re most likely to see if you challenge him in your VW Squareback or Rambler American.

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Next up is this groovy ’64 ford Falcon. Looks clean and mostly stock, but the Shelby wheels provide a pleasing upgrade.

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The Falcon’s interior. Its slightly rough and mismatched appearance indicates that this car is driven and enjoyed regularly by its owner instead of being some pampered fairground queen.

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I have no idea what’s under the hood, but the aftermarket tach and floor shifter, as well as the five-lug wheels and dual exhausts, make the existence of a 170 or 200 inch six-popper highly unlikely.

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Another view of the Falcon’s giblets. The scratched and dinged up cargo floor is another indicator that this car is still used as an actual car rather than a precious museum piece. I tip my hat to the owner for not being afraid to use his car for its intended purpose, no matter how classic it is.

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Bye-bye birdie.

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A radical departure from the yank tank theme is this funky Volvo 240-Series wagon. This car seems to be suffering a bit of an identity crisis. What exactly is it supposed to be? Rally car? SCCA production racer? Road trip mule? Ski runabout? Note the upward rear tilt of the hood, an old racer’s trick to vent hot air from the engine compartment. Also note the taped headlights, another road racing requirement to keep glass shards off the track in case of a shunt. Does the owner actually race this thing?

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tried to get a good shot of the interior, but that didn’t work out so well. If you look really hard, you can just make out the heavily bolstered Corbeau racing seats, complete with five-point harnesses.

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Volvo owners tend to take their cars, and their ownership of them, seriously.

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Backpacking in the Sierras, the Red Bull Rampage extreme mountain biking competition, or a picnic on Pismo Beach? Aw, screw it- let’s do ’em all !

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I’ll end this installment with this slightly crummy pic of this International Travelall, a late arrival that my friend spotted just as we were leaving. It was too dark to get a good shot of the enigne, but the original IHC 345 mill is still very much present and accounted for. One can spot the slight lowering job, as well as the dual exhausts. These old Internationals weren’t the fastest, nor the most comfortable or efficient of their breed, but they were as durable and tough as a mountain gorilla. There’s always room for one of these in my Lottery fantasy garage. I wonder if I could get a 7.3 Powerstroke to fit…