Junkyard Find: 1972 Ford Galaxie 500 Sedan

1972 ended up being the final year for the postwar era of mainstream American car shoppers buying big, cheap sedans with few misgivings about fuel economy (though, if you want to get picky about it, you could say the 1973 Oil Crisis began while 1974 models were already in showrooms). Full-sized Fords sold very well in 1972, with close to a half-million Customs, Galaxies, and LTDs sold that year (plus better than 75,000 units of the Marquis and Monterey), and these cars were commonplace on American roads well into the 1990s. Today, the 1971-1972 big Fords and their distinctive snouts have all but disappeared, so I was happy to find this extremely green example in a Denver-area yard last month.

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Junkyard Find: 1962 Galaxie 500 With Rare Harlequin Paint Option

Just so nobody thinks they might be able to rescue this poor abused Ford, The Crusher ate it up a couple months back.

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  • Dukeisduke I'll pick up my phone and look at a text or something else while at a red light, but when the light turns green, the phone gets put down.
  • Dukeisduke Haven't some cars been recalled multiple times (replacement airbags being recalled).
  • Azfelix These always looked exciting - like a life-sized Hot Wheels toy. Disclaimer: I prefer Matchbox and Majorette cars.
  • SilverHawk Last week I was run off the road by someone having a pleasant conversation through their infotainment system. They were all smiles as I beat a hasty retreat into the exit lane. They never saw me. This happens often, but there doesn't seem to be an answer to this problem. The need to communicate easily overrides any rules we make. With all our technology, driving is still as dangerous as ever.
  • MaintenanceCosts I will confess to having sent a few "OK" or "there in 3" response texts while stopped at a light or a driveway exit, but anything more time-consuming than that requires that I be parked out of traffic. I spend too much time as a pedestrian to feel OK about it. When you are a pedestrian, you notice that at least a third of the drivers are fully buried in their phones, and wouldn't see you even if you were dressed up in a fluorescent clown suit with a bright green nose. That's irritating all the time but especially when they turn right on red, through occupied crosswalks, without ever looking up.