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I've always had a fascination for big, powerful American cars. I remember, right before I got my licence, I would spend hours going through car brochures trying to convince my dad what to buy. He was basically a four-door-sedan (saloon) kinda guy. You know, something sensible.
Anyway, we went down to the Ford dealership and were looking at the Galaxie. My dad was the type of guy to buy whatever they had on the showroom floor - whatever they had, whatever colour it was. My family had never ordered or waited for a car.
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| '66 Ford Galaxie: the big Yank saloon of that year |
The day we went down they didn't have any Galaxies. This was 1966 and the Galaxie was the big American saloon. I convinced my dad that maybe we should get a two-door this year. So he said "Okay, we'll get the two-door". And then we start talking about the engine. I remember my mother saying. "Oh, let the boy choose the engine. What difference does it make?"
Then we meet the salesman. I still remember his name - Tom Lawrence. I took him aside and said, "Look, we want the Galaxie 7-litre model with the 428 cubic inch police interceptor engine. Muffler delete option. Just glass packs. C6 automatic transmission with the shift points moved up a tick or two. And we want the 354 rear end... basically the performance option." The other big thing we got was the knob to adjust the stereo's sound from front speakers to rear ones. That was a huge deal. I'd always got stuck in the back and could never hear the radio.
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