Next time your Chevy friend busts you, remind him that GMC stands for Garage Man's Companion. And while my 76 Fury had a spare ballast resistor in the glove box, the 360 V-8 didn't lunch it's innards all over NJ Route 24 at 69 mph the way my GMC suburban detonated it's 350 mill.
Like a rock my ass!
Moparlary, 87 Dakota 4x4, 95 Neon Sport Coupe
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