Glow plug science - Ken, anybody?

Ahhh, you guys are taking me down memory lane.  From glow plugs to spark plugs and mega cubic inches.  425 to be exact, I remember those big numbers on the valve covers.  Top of the line engine (not the 401) with leather.  Previous owner had one of those "This car especially built for" plaques on the dash.  Not a '65 roddie, they had covered headlights unlike the exposed lights of the 63/64.

I remember coming home one night after work.  I showed movies as a second job at the base theater in Newport, big arc lit Simplex E7's.  It was about one am and I had the road to myself.  I wonder what this baby will do I thought.  I about buried the speedometer before I quit before she did.  To this day the fastest I have ever driven.  (Talking BMW's and Porsche's here)  roddie probably knows the road, just north of the Newport Creamery.  four lane and street light lit, I will never forget it.  Mostly deserted then.

My Mom and Dad flew up from Florida for a visit and my Dad wanted to take the Buick on up to New Hampshire in the worst sort of way.  Dad was well known for his aggressive driving habits and I declined.  They took the Mustang instead. I was not going to risk that Riviera.



I sold it in Southern Maryland to a friend, a big old Texan farm boy with little appreciation for classic cars.  His wife drove it for years with kids eating ice cream and donuts in that beautiful interior.  I had regrets.

Bob

Edit add... Probably the best three-some I ever had. Kids too.