My favorite Pinto story. While I was in the Navy, I noticed down by the repair group a red pinto wagon with a shaker top hood scoop claiming 429CJ. I kinda laughed it off and paid no more attention to it, 'til one summer day the owner and his buddy was out by the car, the full nose flipped and a 429 shoe horned into a very tight spot. As I walked by, I then noticed what I missed the first time, wheelie bars with signs of use in the back.
Chewing on asphalt and drinking dinosaur wine