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- North Ridgeville, OH
- Vehicle Details
- 1997 Thunderbird 4.6, 1998 Mark VIII LSC
Title says it all. How/why'd you end up with your Thunderbird/Cougar?
I'll start. I also feel like telling a story - it's kinda long but I love to reminisce!
To start, I have to say that it was a bit of a family thing. My uncle ran a body shop in the 90s and he occasionally let my parents drive salvaged cars he had repaired and was trying to sell. One of those cars was an 86 T-bird, and it left an impression on my parents. By the mid-late 90s, my parents had dumped their boxy econ-hatchback Hyundais and picked up a pair of 1st gen 3.8 T-birds used. At least once my dad did head gaskets on his 90 and ball joints on mom's 93 (not before a lower popped and we got stuck on the side of the road as we were just getting underway for a summer vacation!). They drove them until rust decay deemed them unsafe in a collision. My mom got bit by the SUV bug and moved on to a 96 Explorer, but my dad kept driving cars. By 2004 he was driving a 95 Trans Am and wanted something else for winter. Ironically he chose to get another T-bird.
He deliberately wanted to get a 97 4.6, having dealt with the modest power of the 3.8 and its head gasket issues before and wanted the newest model available. He found one for sale on the other side of the state at a dealership in Cincinnati. He drove down in his T/A with a fellow Trans Am buddy but when he got to the dealership they had changed the terms of the sale of the car such that my dad literally turned around and started walking off the lot before the salesman agreed at the last minute to my dad's terms. And so the 97 laser red LX came home that November day in 2004.
For 7-8 months of the year the car would sit in the back corner of the driveway, as seen in this oldest photo I have of the car from late 2005, until it was needed for winter driving when the Trans Am would go under the car cover.
This was the arrangement until late 2006 - I had graduated from high school and reluctantly got my driver's license so that I could drive myself to/from work. I began to drive the Explorer or the T-bird depending on whether my mom or dad needed either car, and eventually (after the weather broke and dad started driving the Trans Am again) I just drove the T-bird exclusively. One day my dad took the car in for a "free" inspection at a newly-opened auto service center and got a laundry list of things that were wrong with the car. He didn't have the money to get everything addressed, but I chose to begin making repairs to the car myself rather than pay 3-4x the price of parts to have someone else do it.
Through 2007 and 2008 I was driving the car nearly exclusively as my dad had picked up another vehicle to use for his winter driving needs. I, on the other hand, had no such luxury at the time and was driving the car year-round. In 2008 I was relying on my dad to help with some technical problems I ran into with the car - an electrical short that killed the car 1/2 mile up the road one day, then a seized A/C compressor on a cool fall night on the interstate later in the year. Eventually I found it more efficient to just join the technical community my dad was posting to, and I did that in the early hours of the morning on New Year's Day 2009. I've been a burden on the community ever since!
I'll start. I also feel like telling a story - it's kinda long but I love to reminisce!
To start, I have to say that it was a bit of a family thing. My uncle ran a body shop in the 90s and he occasionally let my parents drive salvaged cars he had repaired and was trying to sell. One of those cars was an 86 T-bird, and it left an impression on my parents. By the mid-late 90s, my parents had dumped their boxy econ-hatchback Hyundais and picked up a pair of 1st gen 3.8 T-birds used. At least once my dad did head gaskets on his 90 and ball joints on mom's 93 (not before a lower popped and we got stuck on the side of the road as we were just getting underway for a summer vacation!). They drove them until rust decay deemed them unsafe in a collision. My mom got bit by the SUV bug and moved on to a 96 Explorer, but my dad kept driving cars. By 2004 he was driving a 95 Trans Am and wanted something else for winter. Ironically he chose to get another T-bird.
He deliberately wanted to get a 97 4.6, having dealt with the modest power of the 3.8 and its head gasket issues before and wanted the newest model available. He found one for sale on the other side of the state at a dealership in Cincinnati. He drove down in his T/A with a fellow Trans Am buddy but when he got to the dealership they had changed the terms of the sale of the car such that my dad literally turned around and started walking off the lot before the salesman agreed at the last minute to my dad's terms. And so the 97 laser red LX came home that November day in 2004.
For 7-8 months of the year the car would sit in the back corner of the driveway, as seen in this oldest photo I have of the car from late 2005, until it was needed for winter driving when the Trans Am would go under the car cover.
This was the arrangement until late 2006 - I had graduated from high school and reluctantly got my driver's license so that I could drive myself to/from work. I began to drive the Explorer or the T-bird depending on whether my mom or dad needed either car, and eventually (after the weather broke and dad started driving the Trans Am again) I just drove the T-bird exclusively. One day my dad took the car in for a "free" inspection at a newly-opened auto service center and got a laundry list of things that were wrong with the car. He didn't have the money to get everything addressed, but I chose to begin making repairs to the car myself rather than pay 3-4x the price of parts to have someone else do it.
Through 2007 and 2008 I was driving the car nearly exclusively as my dad had picked up another vehicle to use for his winter driving needs. I, on the other hand, had no such luxury at the time and was driving the car year-round. In 2008 I was relying on my dad to help with some technical problems I ran into with the car - an electrical short that killed the car 1/2 mile up the road one day, then a seized A/C compressor on a cool fall night on the interstate later in the year. Eventually I found it more efficient to just join the technical community my dad was posting to, and I did that in the early hours of the morning on New Year's Day 2009. I've been a burden on the community ever since!