This car was originally sold by a Ford dealership, in Decatur, TX. It was purchased by an older lady. After a few weeks, she rear ended another vehicle, in the rain. She blamed the car, and took it back to the dealership to trade it in for a different car. The damage was minor. Basically the front lip of the hood had been mashed down, and the dealership fixed it.
In 1970, my grandfather was looking for a car for his son (my uncle) to take to college. He found this Fastback at the dealership, and they made him a pretty good deal. I believe it was $2000, and the dealer added an AC unit. It was a basic car. 302-2v. Three-speed manual. Silver jade, with hood scoop. I was nine years old at the time, and I immediately fell in love with my uncle's car.
In 1976, my uncle had graduated, and he was teaching in Irving, TX. That year, the car was stolen from him. It was not found, so the insurance paid him, and he bought another car.
Eighteen months later, in 1978, the Irving PD found the car abandoned. Apparently, it had been hot-wired, taken for a joy ride, then dumped. The PD knew the car was stolen, and they reported the find to my uncle's insurance (they owned the car at this point). They asked my uncle if he wanted it back. He did not, but his father-in-law did. So his FIL bought the car, then took it to Teague, TX. The only thing wrong with the car was a broken ignition switch. He fixed that, then parked the car in a shop. [Keep in mind, this was at the time of the first wave of vintage Mustang enthusiasm]
My eighteenth birthday was in Feb. of 1979. My uncle's FIL had lost interest in the Fastback. My uncle knew I loved the car, so he asked my dad if he wanted to buy the car for me. YES
!! Best birthday ever, for me. I believe it had around 66K miles on it, and my father had it painted. I drove the car until early 1984.
In August 1982, a drunk driver pulled in front of me on a two-lane highway, in East Texas. It was tool late to stop, so I was going to pass him, but moved to the middle of the road. I drove into his left rear, in a somewhat controlled collision. Luckily, my car nose-dived, so it pretty much went under his car. Hood, fenders, and radiator got trashed, and the motor mounts were broken. The frame was okay. We were able to tow it home with no trouble.
I got lucky, and I found a '69 coupe that had been rearended, then parked. I got it for $350. I pulled of the front clip, radiator frame, and the front inner fenders. The swap to my car was easy. After a paint-job, it was good as new. I ended up selling the parts off the coupe and eventually the coupe for more than I paid for it.
In Jan. 1984, I was living in Denton, TX. We had an icestorm. I made a left turn, going home, and the car started spinning on the ice. I came to a stop, when the driver side fender slammed into a telephone pole. I was able to pull the fender off the tire, then drive home. Unfortunately for me, my father and were at odds. The car was not going to be fixed (only needed the fender replaced). I drive the Fastback to East Texas, and the car is parked on my dad's place. I go back the '65 F-100 truck.
The car sat there until the mid-1990's. My dad's brother, who was very active in the Wise County Antique Auto Club in Decatur, had a friend that wanted to do a restoration project with his son. My dad sold the car to the guy, and the restoration was done at the Auto Club.
In 1998, the guy found a Mach 1 that he wanted to restore, and he wanted sell my car to fund the Mach 1. My uncle called me, and he said "Randy, I know where your car is, and its for sale." I pick up the car, the next weekend.
Cosmetically, the restoration was good. Body and interior completed restored, and everything worked. Mechanically, it was iffy. The tired 302 had a rod knock. Exhaust leaks. Loose parts. The car was not fun to drive. I finally figured out what they had done. The guy's son must have been pretty young, and all the wrenching he did was not very good. So the car pretty much sat in my garage.
Around 2000, I decided to try fix the car mechanically. New 351w, with all Edelbrock parts. Tremec transmission. The Global west suspension kit. All this was completed by 2002. Unfortunately, the 351w had at least one cylinder that was mis-aligned, and it through a rod bearing.
At that time, my daily driver was a Dodge Stealth, and I was still a big Nascar fan. Driving the Stealth made me set new goals for the Fastback. Four-wheel power disc brakes. Rack and pinion steering. A bada$$ 393w stroker. I got all that finished around 2004 or 2005, and I had Fastback that handled like the Stealth, but had 600 ponies under the hood.
But times were changing. I was a husband and father, and I found a new hobby. Deer hunting. All my spare funds were diverted, and the Fastback sat in my garage. I drove it enough keep it healthy, but no more dollars were going its way.
Now times have really changed. I am retired, and I am in the process of taking over the family farm. Time to sell the Fastback, because there is no way I want my 16 year old son to drive this beast.
More pictures to come, once I get back from the farm.