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- Thunderbird Year
- 1955
For all my Thunderbird friends,
‘Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage, there wasn't a trace of a Chevy or Dodge. The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit, so I figured I'd mess with the T-Bird for a bit. I popped the release and I lifted the hood, when a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good." Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick, and there, by the workbench, stood good ol Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say, then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh? I said "no way, Santa" and started to grin, "But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!" His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow, turned into a smile and he said "hey! Let's go!!" So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat, we pushed the T-Bird quietly into the street. Then, taking our places to drift down the hill, I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise, but he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes. With the tires squealing and the redlined tach all aglow, we headed on out where the gear heads all go. And Santa´s grin widened, approaching his ears, with every shift up as I went through the gears. Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!", so I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
Ol’ Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys, when he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees! The Ol’ T-Bird exploded with dual exhaust sound! Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground! Power shift into second, again into third, I sat there just watching, at loss for a word. Then I heard him exclaim as he grabbed overdrive gear; "Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year!”
I hope that everyone has a happy and healthy holiday season.
doug7740
1955 Thunderbird Blue
‘Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage, there wasn't a trace of a Chevy or Dodge. The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit, so I figured I'd mess with the T-Bird for a bit. I popped the release and I lifted the hood, when a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good." Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick, and there, by the workbench, stood good ol Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say, then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh? I said "no way, Santa" and started to grin, "But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!" His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow, turned into a smile and he said "hey! Let's go!!" So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat, we pushed the T-Bird quietly into the street. Then, taking our places to drift down the hill, I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise, but he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes. With the tires squealing and the redlined tach all aglow, we headed on out where the gear heads all go. And Santa´s grin widened, approaching his ears, with every shift up as I went through the gears. Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!", so I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
Ol’ Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys, when he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees! The Ol’ T-Bird exploded with dual exhaust sound! Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground! Power shift into second, again into third, I sat there just watching, at loss for a word. Then I heard him exclaim as he grabbed overdrive gear; "Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year!”
I hope that everyone has a happy and healthy holiday season.
doug7740
1955 Thunderbird Blue
