Well, technically. My father put my name on the title of the truck when he purchased it in 1988. I was 6 at the time. He drove it to work for the next 10 years and then I drove it when I turned 16. I basically grew up in this truck. It's a 2wd 1965 Custom Cab Short Bed with 240 inline 6 and 3 speed. It has 80K miles and this is the original paint.
When I was 12 or 13, we would occasionally drive by a 68 Thunderbird a couple of towns over and my father would mention how he wanted to do an engine swap. It had a 429 and he had owned one like it when my parents first got married. This went on for a few years and one day when we drove by, the car was gone. It had either sold or got hauled off for scrap. I ended up driving the truck when I was 16, so it's probably for the best that it didn't have a big block in it.
Fast forward 20 years. Last fall, I drove the truck to the Ol' Marinas Car show in Ottawa, Kansas. If you haven't been, it's probably the coolest car show on the planet.
Anyways, the next day I was in Kansas City and found out my father in law's friend had a 429 with C6 in a shed that was pulled from a 71 Lincoln. He had owned it for 25 or 30 years. I went to look at it with cash in hand and bought it on the spot. We drove home with the engine, transmission and an engine stand in the back of the truck. It was squatting pretty good, going down 1-70.
