BMW = Breaking My Wallet

It was a quite common regional conversion. Upstate New York.

Wait, this isn’t the front end of the new GMC Heavy Duty series?

Australia has been doing this (properly...) since the 70’s.

Don't ever mention carpeted bathrooms again! In 2000ish we built a beautiful in-law suite in NJ for the mom from Georgia. 75% through construction she arrived up north and insisted that we carpet the bathroom, she was a very mean 80 something and I thought maybe she was joking to lighten the mood. Nope! I had to…

Makes my brain itchy.

Does the Title VIN match whats on the Doorjamb and dash?

Back in the day, SE MN had a number running around, From Caddy to Beetles ontop Blazer or F150 frames.

From what I remember, the 460 was cheaper option over any CJ motor.

Yeah, the 460 was a poor choice. It did have more power and torque, but not enough to justify the extra cost and weight and gas. And it wasn’t the “fast” motor option either. You could get a ranchero with a 351c cobra jet that had 50 more hp than the 460.

I’ve seen a Lincoln conversion. It was being sold outside Bullhead City a few years ago. Thought, briefly, about buying it. Then sanity struck.

I was 15 in 1974, and quite a gearhead, multiple car zine subscriptions, and never saw or heard about or read about anything remotely resembling this.

1974 you had the 460 as the big motor option. But the 351C was the one that actually had the power. 1973 was the last year of the 429.

For when your mullet needs a mullet on it. 

That shitbox is legal to drive and this isnt?

Its got Minnesota plates, so I can imagine this thing blasting through snow banks late at night with all 8(!) headlights blasting the brights.

Probably need to steal two pieces at a time to build this thing

I never thought I’d see the rusty embodiement of Johnny Cash’s “One Piece at a Time” (Ford version), but here we are.

I moved from one house to another when I was 13; me and my best friend BEGGED my dad to let us ride in the “box” of the rental truck. He finally relented, and damn...every 30 seconds one of us would slam into a wall or hit the deck. Very disorienting.