1970 Ford Mustang Boss 302

DescriptionNEW ARRIVAL PART OF LARGE COLLECTION OF AUTHENTIC HIGHLY COLLECTIBLE CARS MARTI REPORT DOCUMENTED ONE OWNER BOSS REAL TIME CAPSULE WITH LESS THAN 42,000 ORIGINAL MILES ALL BOOKS AND DOCUMENTS GO WITH VEHICLE FOR YOUR COLLECTION. PICTURES AND FULL DESCRIPTION COMING SOON WAY UNDER VALUE FOR A RAPID APPRECIATING VEHICLE These are just a few teaser photos... More coming soon! The Cobra in the Print Shop Submitted by MorningFlight Shelby Cobra meets Boss 302 If you ignore the fact that both cars are powered by Ford, you wouldn't think these two have anything in common. Oh, but they do. What's unique about this Boss 302 and this Shelby Cobra is that for twenty-six years they were sitting side by side, unregistered, in a print shop in upstate New York. How that came about is a long story. I’ll keep it short, beginning with the Cobra. Back in the early Sixties, before you could walk into a dealership and drive out with a 300 horsepower minivan, too much horsepower was never enough. I had bought an Austin Healey on which I spent a ton of money for go-fast parts, then traded that car in on a Sunbeam Tiger on which I ended up spending even more. The thought occurred to me that instead of buying a street car and blowing half my paycheck every month on making it go faster, buying a race car with all the expensive stuff already in place might have merit. The only obstacle in that strategy was that race cars get bent a lot, so taking this plan one step further, why not look for a drag car where the body rarely gets touched. As luck would have it, my friend and racing partner Jerry found the first factory Shelby “Dragonsnake” for sale in Indianapolis by a private owner. I could tell you a bunch of stories about what it's like to commute to work every day in an aluminum bodied 385 horsepower dragster with four Webers, 2000 lb pressure plate clutch, and neck-snapping-at-3200-rpm cam, but I said I'd keep it short so this isn't the place. The reason the car got parked two years later is because Jerry and I had started a printing business and the Cobra wasn't well suited to making deliveries. Enter a well-used Ford Galaxie station wagon, exit the Dragonsnake. You can probably guess that owning a station wagon as a road warrior wasn't cutting it for very long. In the Galaxie's defense, with a mattress in the back that wagon delivered superb accommodations at the Watkins Glen race track. Which, coincidentally, is where I first saw a Boss 302, yellow with slats and a shaker hood. Mine came off the Dearborn production line on May 13, 1970 - five days behind schedule as spelled out in the Marti Report. Loved that car, I really did. Took it off the road every winter because on snow and ice there’s no disadvantage to driving a station wagon. None. If you’re unfamiliar with winters in the north country, nothing beats a battle scarred, fender-bendered old pickup with a working heater, a full tank of gas, snow tires and four-wheel drive. In particular no sports car. Here is where the story heads south, explaining why the Boss was sitting idle in my print shop for twenty-six years. Most of us can recall at least one questionable decision involving a motor vehicle. My worst was to loan the Boss 302 to my teenage son for some special event, the nature of which has faded from memory but what stands out is that he brought the car home with a dent in the fender. The moral of that story? I really don’t have one. At the time, I was relieved nobody got hurt. The crunched fender could wait. And the mishap did present, on a golden platter, the perfect excuse for not wanting to hand over the keys to any of my good cars. The only rental car left in the lot would from now on be the old Galaxie station wagon. Thirty-three years and the occasional Sunday morning stealth run around an undisclosed city block later, the Boss will soon be for sale at Great Lakes Classic Cars. In my heart I know the new owner will inherit all Read More