I ran into a GT40 expert yesterday, and thought I'd share the experience with you guys. Normally, I run into Cobra experts, so this kind of stood out.
I met him while dining at Jacques in the Box and working on some GT40 details (paint layout), so I had paperwork spread out everywhere. He came up to me, and deftly pointed out that the line drawing I was looking at was a GT40 (I didn't bother to point out that it said "GT40" in very large letters on the page).
Then he said that back in the 70s he picked up one of these cars from a dealership up in L.A. and drove the hell out of it.
He regalled me with tales of his driving expertise and showmanship for a good 20 minutes. I was very impressed. Not so much with the stories but with his ability to chew, talk and swallow at the same time.
He ended his story with "yeah, but it was getting old - like ten years or so - so I found an ad in the paper, called the guy and convinced him to trade my car straight across for a '74 Pantera. The Pantera was only two years old at the time and with almost no miles on it! I bet that guy is still kicking himself!"
Fascinated by his knowledge, I asked him a few more questions, and was dismayed to learn how very far off my single-donor replica was from the original car; I had no idea that the GT40 was made by Shelby, used a Chevy V8, and was mounted on a Mustang chassis - well, only the early ones were anyways.
And then he said my car probably wouldn't sell, because he could tell by the pictures that it was a replica. He pointed to this picture:
from some little race back in '66 and said "see? The steering wheel's on the right side. Only the replicas had steering wheels on the right side. They did that so that the English would buy 'em."
I wish to one day have as much knowledge as this guy did. I guess I can only aspire to be as smart as the "experts."
Your pal,
Meat.
I met him while dining at Jacques in the Box and working on some GT40 details (paint layout), so I had paperwork spread out everywhere. He came up to me, and deftly pointed out that the line drawing I was looking at was a GT40 (I didn't bother to point out that it said "GT40" in very large letters on the page).
Then he said that back in the 70s he picked up one of these cars from a dealership up in L.A. and drove the hell out of it.
He regalled me with tales of his driving expertise and showmanship for a good 20 minutes. I was very impressed. Not so much with the stories but with his ability to chew, talk and swallow at the same time.
He ended his story with "yeah, but it was getting old - like ten years or so - so I found an ad in the paper, called the guy and convinced him to trade my car straight across for a '74 Pantera. The Pantera was only two years old at the time and with almost no miles on it! I bet that guy is still kicking himself!"
Fascinated by his knowledge, I asked him a few more questions, and was dismayed to learn how very far off my single-donor replica was from the original car; I had no idea that the GT40 was made by Shelby, used a Chevy V8, and was mounted on a Mustang chassis - well, only the early ones were anyways.
And then he said my car probably wouldn't sell, because he could tell by the pictures that it was a replica. He pointed to this picture:

from some little race back in '66 and said "see? The steering wheel's on the right side. Only the replicas had steering wheels on the right side. They did that so that the English would buy 'em."
I wish to one day have as much knowledge as this guy did. I guess I can only aspire to be as smart as the "experts."

Your pal,
Meat.