When I was 16, my cousin gave me my first car. It was a 1964 Comet Cyclone with a 289 and a 4-speed transmission. It ran pretty well, but I soon found a 1951 Chevrolet 2-door hard top that I liked better and I swapped the Comet for the Chevy. Years later, when my tastes returned to the Comet, I ran across this 1965 Falcon and was instantly hooked.

I rebuilt that Falcon and then later a Ranchero and learned everything I could about Falcons and Rancheros.

Fast forward a few years - or maybe more than a few - and I found myself in Oregon looking for another Ranchero to rebuild.