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Presidential Muscle Cars

Ever since Dodge revealed the remarkable archival footage of George Washington driving a Challenger SRT8 onto the field of battle against the Redcoats, there has been an extraordinary amount of interest throughout the car hobby about the muscle cars driven by our presidents. Here are my latest findings, never before revealed:

James Buchanan (1857-61): AMC AMX 390 — "Ah, the AMX. I remember that purchase well. I had no wife or kids, you see. As I am constantly reminded, I am America's lone bachelor president. So why should I burden myself with a back seat? Sometimes a fellow just needs to sport around town by himself without a care in the world. I quite enjoy Washington in the summer, and the AMX was a perfect companion to take on the open road. One summer, late in my presidency, I drove as far as South Carolina, where I stopped to personally inspect the exercising of the cannons at Ft Sumter. Exhilarating! Such an impregnable fortress! She will never fall to hostile hands! But you asked about the AMX... I had no kids, you understand, so what the hell. Right? What the hell."

Ulysses S Grant (1869-1877): Pontiac GTO, Chevrolet Chevelle SS396, Buick GS455 —
(Transcribed verbatim from an 1878 interview with Samuel Clemens.) "Since I was a general myself, I naturally gravitated to General Motors products... Yes, of course I'm jesting, you credulous fool! What sort of slackwits are they hiring at newspapers these days? But it's true that I did have my share of GM vehicles. My first muscle car was a Pontiac GTO, which unfortunately I wrapped around an oak tree on the West Point campus. I replaced it with an SS396 Chevelle, which, to my sorrow, was found upside down in the widow Tavisham's bog a mere three days later. I have no clear memory of how that happened. Finally, I obtained a Buick GS455, and that was a presidential ride if ever one existed! Sadly, I over-revved the engine one night and witnessed the shocking spectacle of a connecting rod punching through the left front fender. I could have swore I had purchased an automatic, but turns out it was a 4-speed. After that, Judge Salmon P. Chase strongly recommended I travel by trolley."

Grover Cleveland (1885-1889, 1893-1897): Ford Gran Torino Sport — (From previously unpublished presidential diaries discovered by me at a Princeton, NJ flea market) July 22, 1894: "After my rather forceful solution to the Pullman strike — that scoundrel of a union leader Eugene Debs may yet recover, curse the luck — I find myself under increasing pressure from the party to placate these labor unions. My advisers say it would be a show of good faith to order an automobile from one of the companies represented by this new 'United Auto Workers' union. I have sent for some brochures, and shall make a point to order a new car by the end of the month." October 29, 1894: "These unionized auto workers are deliberately tormenting me! How else to explain the series of maladies afflicting my new Gran Torino? This must be deliberate sabotage! Today the window crank fell off in my hand, and all four hubcaps flew off after a truly minor encounter with a modest pothole! I engaged my turn signal to indicate a left turn, and the right blinker started flashing. The headliner is already sagging, rust is forming along the bottom of the rocker panels, and the stereo eats my 8-tracks as if they were cutlets of freshly-sliced buffalo liver. I fear I shall have to send a posse of U.S. Marshalls to the factory to rectify the situation. If nothing can be done, I am resolved to order my next automobile from the Prussians."

Franklin Roosevelt (1933-1945): Ford Mach 1 Mustang — "Honesty compels me to admit that I never truly warmed to this car. The ashtrays were entirely insufficient. But that obdurate little pacifist Henry Ford refused to produce any bombers until I purchased a Mustang. I don't think he ever forgave me for the repeal of prohibition, poor fellow. He was like that — always the unpitted olive in the martini, so to speak." 







2008 Mustang Bullitt

(from September 2008 issue of Musclecar Enthusiast)

Mustang, P.I.

Yeah, it looks tough, but is the Bullitt Mustang ready for these mean streets?

 

Report by: Don’t ask so many questions, punk

Photography by: Steve “squealer” Statham

 

Location: Surveillance outpost No. 3.

Time: 8:27 p.m.

Case File: Cheatin’ rat No. 62

 

[Start tape]

Yeah, I know it’s hot out. These parking garages never let very much breeze through. But I gotta stay in this spot so I can see the front door of the I Dream of Jeannie massage parlor across the street.

Oh, the job ain’t so bad. My client wants a full record of where her hound dog husband hangs out every night, and he’s pretty easy to tail. Jeez, this guy gets around. Gonna be one heck of a divorce settlement.

But you wanted to know about this Mustang, eh? Good eye. Most people don’t notice it. I like the fact that it’s low-key.  When you’re a private investigator, you want a car with some beans underhood, but you don’t want everyone lookin’ at you alla time. I bought it with the payday from that industrial espionage case I cracked. You probably read about that one in the papers.

So anyway, as Mustangs go, it’s pretty good for surveillance work. No hood scoop, no big spoiler on the back, no stripes, no fog lamps, nice dark color — it doesn’t even have that little pony emblem on the grille. I don’t think I could do this job in one of those show-offy Shelby Mustangs.

But it’s still pretty weird owning a Mustang called a “Bullitt.” Hey, I know Frank Bullitt. I was on the force with him a few years back. Nice guy, but every time you get a couple beers in him he goes on and on about that time in ’68 he ran down that black Dodge Charger R/T in his Highland Green Mustang GT. We try not to roll our eyes, since he’s told that story like, a thousand times, but he never gets a clue. He’s just lucky that back then, you could run the bad guys into a row of pumps at the gas station without getting sued by 150 different lawyers. Holy cow, that was the biggest fireball I ever saw. Try that stunt today and you’d be in court for the next 200 years.

But now here we are 40 years later, and they’re making a Mustang with his name on it. Funny ol’ world, you know? A car named after a hero cop. Shows that anybody can hire an agent and make a few bucks.

[Sound of match being struck. Lights cigarette.]

So I was running a surveillance job at the local drag strip not long ago, and decided to make a couple passes. It ran a 13.95 at 101 mph! I really didn’t think it would run that fast. I think the 3.73 gear really helps. Funny thing, that’s actually quicker than one of those new Charger R/Ts — ol’ Frank should get a kick out of that.

Hang on a sec…

My mark is leaving…

[Starts up car, drives out of parking garage]

This is Monday, right? Ok, he’s heading south, that means he’s got a date with Girlfriend Number Three. His wife is gonna hit the roof when she hears that.

Ok, so we were talking about the car, right? Well, one thing I like, is it runs pretty good on regular gas. I really didn’t want to buy a car that had to have premium, and a lot of the fast cars today are like that. So anyway, the Bullitt has 315 horsepower. It has a Ford Racing cold air kit on it, and a special exhaust H-pipe. Ford says they tried to make it sound as much like Frank’s old Mustang as possible, which is a pretty impressive level of detail. They tell me the top speed on this Mustang has been bumped up to 151 mph, which I haven’t verified yet, but a P.I. likes to know his car can do it if necessary, y’know?

There’s some other stuff that only comes on the Bullitt. It’s got these big 18-inch tires on wheels with a dark argent finish, and it sits down a little lower than a regular GT on account of the sport-tuned suspension that uses special shocks and springs. Plus it’s got carbon-metallic brake pads. If I popped the hood you’d see the strut tower brace, which even has its own Bullitt serial number on it.

And then you can see all this flash on the interior, right? It’s got this “hand-machined, aluminum-swirl IP finish” — that’s what Ford calls it — and leather seats and leather steering wheel wrap, and Bullitt logos on the steering wheel center and the sill plates. Plus, it’s got these little gun-sight graphics on the tach and speedometer, which is pretty cool. That chunky metal shift knob feels great, and I figure it’ll be useful in my line of work. It gets so hot on summer days you could unscrew it and use it as a branding iron if you’ve got somebody who needs a little friendly persuasion, if you know what I mean. Or you could stick it in a sock, and make an emergency blackjack.

So yeah, it’s a good car. There’s only a couple things that make me wanna slap around the engineers — the seatbelts feel like they are slowly, constantly, tightening up as you drive. I’m always pulling the shoulder belt back out so it doesn’t strangle me. After a while it makes me want to take my .40 Smith & Wesson and pop a couple holes in the retractor. Maybe that’ll convince it to loosen its grip.

I also have to laugh every time I use my turn signals. Ford somehow made them sound like some kinda space alien poppin’ his knuckles.

And the air conditioning? Pretty weak, although that’s not just a Mustang problem. Man, I miss the days of R12 freon. I once had a 1972 Oldsmobile, and you could chill the penguin house at Sea World with the air conditioning in that car…

Ok, wait, Romeo here is pulling up to Girlfriend Number Three’s house. I gotta let you out. You understand, business and all. I need to get a few more pictures of this knucklehead for my report to his wife. Her checks don’t bounce, and by the time I finish this job I’ll be able to pay off this ol’ Mustang.

See ya.

[End tape]

 

Case File: 2008 Mustang Bullitt

Engine:                                                 4.6-liter sohc, 3-valve V-8

Power:                                                315hp/325 lb-ft of torque

Transmission:                                    5-speed manual

Rear axle:                                                 3.73:1 gear, Limited Slip

Price (as tested):                                    $34,705

Quarter Mile ET (as tested):            13.95 @ 101.99

Fuel Economy (EPA est.):            15 mpg city/23 mpg hwy

 


 

 

 

 

 


Pikes Peak Toronado
(From March 2010 Musclecar Enthusiast)

Peak Performance

Frank Peterson drove this 1969 Oldsmobile Toronado to victory at the 1970 Pikes Peak Hillclimb, and he owns the car still

 

By Steve Statham

Photography by Steve Statham

 

Take a metaphorical drillbit and bore a hole through the hard shell of work-a-day drudgery and into the soft inner daydreams of the average gearhead, and you’ll probably uncover a Pikes Peak Hillclimb fantasy. You know, the one where you’re muscling a 500-horsepower beast around gravel-covered curves, up and up the mountain, no guardrails, always at the limits of control, with a trophy waiting at the top with your name on it.

For most gearheads, to experience that even once in the real world would be the butt-puckering thrill of a lifetime. Now imagine doing it annually for 31 years, and you have an insight into Frank Peterson’s life.

In one of his best years on the mountain, Peterson, of Morrison, Colorado, drove the 1969 Oldsmobile Toronado shown here to first place in the Stock Car class at the 1970 Hillclimb, But that’s just one chapter in the life of a man who first raced Colorado’s famous mountain in 1959, and every year thereafter through 1989. In fact, he’s been a regular at Pikes Peak long before and long after those dates. “We went to high school together,” said Frank’s wife Kaye. “And about our first or second date I went with him and his folks up to Pikes Peak, and that was in 1955.”

 “We’ve been to every Pikes Peak together since 1955,” Frank said. “We’ve never missed a race.”

One of America’s great original races, the first Pikes Peak Hillclimb was flagged in 1916. Although the course and road surface have undergone the occasional update, the basics of the “Race to the Clouds” remain unchanged. The course begins at slightly over 9,000 feet, and the winding path up the mountain finishes at the 14,110-foot summit, an altitude that leaves both engines and humans gasping for breath.

Pikes Peak is a natural destination for Frank, who has deep family roots in Colorado, and deep roots in the Colorado racing community. Frank’s paternal grandfather first arrived in Colorado in 1891 to work in the gold and silver mines. The rest of the clan shortly followed.

For Frank, the itch to tinker with machinery began as a teenager, when his father bought him an electric welder, acetylene torch and drill press so he could build and repair equipment around the family farm. He later used those skills to open his own shop in 1958, specializing in custom machine work, welding, and crafting items such as roll bars for race cars.

He also started racing, and in 1958 built his first sports car using a 1954 Jaguar chassis, a Corvette engine and a Bocar fiberglass body. He raced at Lookout Mountain near Golden, at SCCA races at Lowry Air Base in Denver, and at Continental Divide Raceway near Castle Rock. Frank began his three-decade run at Pikes Peak in 1959, and that hand-built sports car finished second in class in 1962.

At his shop, he also constructed cars for other competitors, including some very high profile ones. In 1961 Frank helped John Bandimere build a 1961 409 Chevy Stock Car that raced at Pikes Peak, and later helped with the build of a 1964 426 Hemi Plymouth Belvedere, which Nick Sanborn drove to victory on the mountain in 1965, with Frank Peterson and Frank Sanborn as crew chiefs. Starting in 1969, Peterson drove one of the 50 AMX SS drag cars, owned by Bandimere and labeled as “The Frog,” at drag strips throughout the Mountain West.

It was in the mid-1960s that Frank and Kaye began a long and fruitful partnership with Oldsmobile. The Toronado looked like a natural for the mountain, with its grippy front-wheel-drive layout and monster motor. “When Oldsmobile started the Toronado in ’65 they were doing the pilot cars and everything for it, and they got Bobby Unser to drive one at Pikes Peak in the fall of the year,” Frank said. “They thought at that time maybe they could break the record, but it didn’t turn out that way. Of course, Bobby was really busy at that time with his Indy cars and everything, so he recommended that they have Frank and Nick Sanborn and I take that over.”

For Frank, it was a pipeline into the factory that boosted him into the top tier of competitors. Frank built two Toronados for Pikes Peak in 1966, and Nick Sanborn won the class that year in one of them. In 1967 Frank built a Toronado for himself to drive, and finished second after running out of gas in the last mile. In 1968, Frank had a hand in three Toronados, and they finished 1-2-3, with Nick Sanborn first, Frank second, and Bob Fling third. And then there was our feature car, a ’69, that ran in the 1969, ’70 and ’71 Hillclimbs, including Frank’s win in 1970. “I think we had 10 different cars over that period of time,” he said.

 “I had Oldsmobile sponsorship for 26 years. They used to help us a lot with engineering. Like this car [the ’69], they built the motor and Hydra-Matic built the transmission for it,” he said. “They built a final drive for this with 5.12:1 gearing. They had to make those gears, which was quite a process. I think at the time they cost about $20,000 apiece to make those gears, because I think they only made five sets of them, something like that.”

Of course, given the times, it was a quiet kind of sponsorship. “That was at the time GM was supposed to be completely out of racing, but this was kind of all done through [Oldsmobile] Engineering,” Frank said. “We didn’t really get much money in those days from them, but we’d get a lot of parts, we’d get the cars and a lot of things like that. And then the good thing about having them as a sponsor, all of the tire companies wanted to help, be involved — AC, all the other divisions wanted to be in it. We ended up getting a lot of support that way.”

The 455ci V-8 in the ’69 Toronado was built with the standard bore and stroke, but was bolstered with titanium valves, Carrillo rods and Venolia pistons. Hooker custom-built a set of headers for the car. Joe Mondello worked over the heads for the engine, which delivered a pot-boiling 14.5:1 compression ratio. “Pikes Peak, you need all the compression you can get because the air is so thin,” Frank said.

There were other factory goodies. “Oldsmobile had some experimental aluminum drums,” he said. “We used those in there with sintered metallic linings. That also has a giant radiator. It’s really hard to cool cars at Pikes Peak because the air is so thin.”

Franks says that in that winning year, the Stock Car class was well-populated with factory-favored entrants, and that he was running against 427ci Fords, 454 Chevys and 426 Hemi Plymouths. As Frank recalls it, his winning time was in the 14.56 range — “Which wasn’t a real good time for that particular year,” he said. “On the way up, about five miles up the road — Pikes Peak is 12 ½ miles — I hit a big rock and broke the shifter on the transmission and it was stuck in second gear. So I couldn’t really go as fast on the straightaways as you would have liked to. Then it was kind of sluggish coming off the turns, not being able to use low gear. But Pikes Peak, being like it is, everybody else had as much trouble, or more trouble, than I did, I guess.”

To take advantage of the Toronado’s strengths required a change in driving style. “They were really a neat car to drive,” Frank said. “It was quite a bit different than a rear-wheel-drive car, because a rear-wheel drive car on dirt, normally if you get in trouble, you can just let off, and the car will straighten out. But with these, if you started getting in trouble you had to stand on it to keep the front wheels spinning. If you ever let them start to slide, then you’re gonna go off the road for sure. So it took a little while to change your way of driving. When you get in trouble, you immediately want to let off the throttle, and with these you have to just stand on it.”

After the Toronado was retired in 1971, it sat in storage for decades. Frank, of course, continued racing other Oldsmobiles. A 1971 4-4-2 followed the Toronado, after which came a 1973 Old Omega, which Frank raced until 1977. The Omega died a spectacular death that year at the Fall Teller Country Hillclimb at Cripple Creek, when a busted tie rod sent the car flipping end-over-end at 120 mph, right at the finish line. In 1978 Frank switched to the Cutlass bodystyle, running several different cars well into the ’80s. His cars arrived at the Peak show-ready, and he won several “Best-Appearing Car and Crew” awards. By this time, Frank and Kaye’s two sons, Brett and Rob, were heavily involved in the construction of the cars, as pretty much all the engine building, chassis construction, paint and bodywork was done in-house.

The family’s operation became even more ambitious in 1986, when Frank decided to build an all-wheel-drive Olds for the Pro Rally Class. Oldsmobile was heavily involved in the build of this car. Saginaw Division built the drive axles, drive shafts, and some inboard-mounted brake parts. McLaren built an Indy-style GM V-6 for the car, which was mounted in the rear, and Frank incorporated magnesium “quick change” differential housings, as used on Indycars. The car used a Kevlar body shell. That Olds was raced through the 1989 season, and was featured in several national magazines, as well as being displayed at the General Motors proving ground, and the SEMA show. Today the Petersons still own it, and it will sit next to the Toronado in the new garage the couple is building.

And as for the Toronado? It sat largely unmoved since the 1970s, until being given fresh paint and stripes in 2009. Gary Riley and Marvin Galbraith from Level One Restoration painted the car, with the lettering handled by Joe Broxterman of Speedway Graphics in Denver. It was put on display at the 2009 Oldsmobile Nationals, where it was the talk of the show.

Remarkably, Frank says that after all that time, the engine started and ran with no drama, the transmission worked fine, and the power steering operated as if no time had passed. Hey, if a car can conquer the mountain, it can surely handle a few decades of slumber.

 

Wall of fame: Frank Peterson and wife Kaye were inducted into the Colorado Motorsports Hall of Fame in 2008. Their two sons, Brett and Rob, also raced at Pikes Peak, starting in the late 1980s. In 1988, the family became the first to have a father and two sons race at Pikes Peak at the same time, and the sons continued driving after Frank retired from the driver’s seat. Frank calculates that the family and shop had a total of 54 cars and trucks entered in the Pikes Peak Hillclimb from 1959 to 1996.

 

 


 

 


2007 Saturn Outlook

I piloted a Saturn Outlook to the volcanoes of New Mexico in 2007 for Automotivetraveler.com, and a merry olde time it was. To read the full account, please go here.


 
 
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