mine would be june of 1983. it had been a month since the coalinga earthquake,6.5 devastated its quaintness forever.any who's my older cousin had come down from sac to check on my grandmother and i. at these time i am a month from being 15, i open the door and there's my cousin. hey let me talk to grandma and then we got things to do. after his breif visit with granny, he leads the way to a powder blue 72 sedan.this to my eyes was just comical, lets see if i can describe this scene better.at just 19 my cousin dave was6'4"235lbs he could squat lift the rear of the pinto with little effort(which he always did for everybody's amusement, he would lift the damn thing then fold in to it and drive) the pinto had already been customized,it had a smaller steering wheel from a monarch. it also had a weber carb and a header but still retained its hub caps. we headed up los gatos canyon where he scarred the crap out of me at first. it was here that i could feel the quick reflexes of the pinto. after arriving at the park at wich time we ran into more cousins. dave then whipped my cousin terry's brand new trans am so bad so many times that by monday cousin terry had a toyota 4x4 no shizod funny. the little powder blue pinto got turned into a go cart a week later,two months latter it was mine. i drove it the crap out of it for all most 2 yrs in the creeks and motorcycle trails around coalinga .parked it for two years.moved to port angeles wa, came back pulled the engine and put it in a 73 wagon. i said it before as well as today pinto one of the best cars ever made. i use to say ford ever made but now its all