I live on the east side of the SF Bay, 15 miles from my workplace in downtown SF. Today I had an 11:30 meeting in Burlingame (20 miles south of SF). I usually take the bus in and the subway home. But this meeting means I drive. So I decide to take the '65 289 Mustang fb I finally got roadworthy last Sunday after two years of weekend thrashes.
This car as delivered was pretty much a stripper. 3-spd stick, no power steering. I kept the tranny as is, for that vintage feel, and left the steering unassisted, because adding the power equipment is not cheap and I was trying to control costs.
So here I am returned from my Burlingame trip and I can't believe that everyone -- little old ladies, little YOUNG ladies, sages, fools, princes, paupers -- we all used to drive cars configured pretty much like this. I've just got to say, it has been a fair amount of work to pilot this thing through the clogged streets and freeways of a Bay Area Friday. The Bay Bridge toll plaza slog and the SF hills add to the challenge, but still. My left leg has gotten quite the workout. And after several bouts of parallel parking, on hills, with a stick, and with no power, I'm about worn out.
Back in the day I owned and drove a 4-door F-85, a '67 Chevelle SS
396, a '66 402 ci Vette, and a '67 327 Camaro. None of these had power steering or power brakes. All but the Olds had a Muncie 4-speed with that lousy Muncie shifter. And I just don't remember it being so much work.Conclusion: we have gotten very spoiled since then.
Conclusion number 2: I bet the 50 year old geezers back in 1965 or
1970 or what have you were saying the same thing.180 Out TS 28