When I was 16 and car shopping my parents WOULD NOT let me get a Mopar of any sort that I found. They were Ford and Chevy type people... had a bad feeling about the Mopars I guess. So the first Ford I came across that I was willing to pony up and buy was a go with them. 1974 Mercury Comet with 302 V8... cousin to the Maverick if you all remember. The car went like heck... would smoke the tires all day long. That is until the day I damaged it.

Rolled it endo on the freeway one day after Mt Saint Helens spewed ash all over the roads. Never knew how slippery wet silica ash could be until then. The car went to the wrecking yard where they pulled and sold the motor. Apparently the ash was tough on the motor too... I was told the motor was junk after the incident it was toasted from the ash and it smoked something fierce.