The old man my Father, owned and street raced a Chevelle back in the day. That being 1968-1970. The Chevelle he had was a 1966 396 SS. The 396 was pulled and behold a 427 was put in its place, I was told all this stuff this past weekend when I made my visit up in Shawano, Wi. this past weekend. Any how, the 427 was a valve spring eater, dont give me no BS that he didnt know what the F he was doing, he has been a mechanic for GM since 1974 and this was a common problem on these 427's, he was one of the first techs in the state of Illinois to be trained on the fuel injection systems when they first come out in Chicago. Any how, he raced this Chevelle almost every weekend, won some and won alot more, this is street racing now, no christmas tree. His only loss came from a dodge super B. This race happened on a road down in southern Illinois, the old man doesnt know what this kid had in this car but he said, dad said he got the hole shot on him, then kept pulling from him till he was about 2 car lenghts ahead, then he heard a train from behind, that being this Super B. He said this car kicked his a$$ so bad, he feel nitrous had to be involved, he didnt know, nitrous back then was just getting started. The old Chevelle was then sold because, I came along in 1970. Dad was in Viet NAM war, tent city Guam. All in all, I will say it, I love Chevrolets, I like Mopar and I would pull my sleds to the HOF by hand rather than drive, ride in or own a Ford. Ford spelled backward.........Driver Returns On Foot..
Have good day everyone.