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About me and my passion for cars
Memoirs of a Cowboy Killer
Part of my father raising me was at a Texaco service station surrounded by southern blacks like my uncles plus Italian, Irish and Mexican hard working blue collar-hustler dudes. Safe to say, most of all my father’s brothers and his friends had a muscle car so it was inked in my blood. Hell, I started learning to drive at 12 in automatic big block American monsters from the 70s like GS, Camaro and Chevelles’ and I still don’t know how to drive a stick. I came up loving automatic, big block American cool looking cars because it was apart of my everyday life in Westchester New York. As a kid, my fondest memory was the road trips and picnics. Given I got all these uncles and cousins into Grand Sports, Camaros’, Chevelles’, Thunderbirds, Cougars, Firebirds, and Caddies from the late 60s to late 70s…..imagine the road trips from New York on 95 South to the family farm in Carolina. Nobody ever took a picture either cause it-was-what-it-was as the saying goes. I worked with Pops at that Texaco station for 10-12 years when I didn’t seem like work most of the time to me cause I enjoyed the work ethics, customers, suppliers, hanger ons and the usual suspects. It was a skip n jump from our house so after ball, school or whatever with friends as a kid – they all knew I was at the gas station.
In my teens, I would live on and off with a group of friends in our own crib and our lifestyle included muscle cars of the 70s and 80s. The lawn at house parties would be filled with Trans Ams’, Barracudas’, Mustangs, sooped up Darts, Novas and tuners. Beautiful times with drag races for extra money, trips to concerts, bon fires, cruises throughout Westchester on 9A and the Sprain, ice cream shops, girls after girl clicks and party after party are such memories with “The G”, my 71 Buick GS 455 my Pops sold to me that I re-customized. The station was still the place to retreat to cats for busted crap, accidents, cops (laughs), too messed up to drive, changing rims for the season, car washes, “what the hell were we thinking’ adventures”, ect – thank God for “Red Dog” (the tow truck). Some of the best, funniest, laid back and crazy tale days of my life were at what I would call the last days of Gas Station Soul and the cars of then. I really miss that place and only liked one other job since outside of my freelance gigs as an artist. For maybe 2-3 years more into my early 20s with extreme changes of life, that car culture-crew life thing evaporated as I left the streets to settle down with my wifey to pursue an art career, ect to build a life for us.
Since being “Lil’ Tommy” (junior to my Pops to everybody) riding my bike to the station at 9, I’ve owned 3 muscle cars. A 1971 Buick GS455 (pictured here), an 86 Camaro and a 88 Monte Carlo SS. I only still have the Monte Carlo SS that’s called “Hoodoo” now going through a face lift 12 years later. Life? It-is-what-it-is and I got the bug to get back into car culture as it clashed with my ventures in art and befriended some dudes digging cars too. We formed this circle called Cowboy Killers (name came about from them making fun of my then chain smoking Marlboro cigarettes). The Cowboy Killers would get together every Sunday to work on cars in a member’s huge yard. 1 week, I’m helping my brother Ghost with rust in his 79 Camaro, or going on an circuit run with Tumanti in his “YaMing”- Mazda RX7 or the following week taking Ghost’s kicker out his “Tinkerbelle” Camaro and putting it into my SS for temp use. We eat, drink, ect while doing whatever with the cars and it was fun going to car shows again. I can say I got the bug back because it’s fun for me again to learn about mechanics and new customizations with friends of like-minded interest. I’m currently working on my “Hoodoo” project, keeping my vow to the Cowboy Killers’ to do my creative part (I design murals) in our goals and reading, learning more and more about engineering, cars, planes and that ink of culture.
My friend Emil once told me after 8 years apart as I pulled up with Hoodoo that “I always gotta drive some kinda muscle car”. I guess it’s true because of the 4 cars I’ve own, 3 have been American muscle. I only buy American and I prefer muscle cars because of their styles, comforts, power and personalities to put it short. I grew up around and in-had adventures in-made money in-declared love in-and stayed mellowed and down to earth by and in these cool machines. I have 1 of my dream cars and hope to get the other 7 while doing fun stuff like the Hot Rod Power Tour or just continue these vintage cruises, drive n theaters, concert, events, amusement park, city runs and ect with my friends cause we all just trying to live out here. I just like to feel some good ol’ boy horsepower round me when doing so with my arm out the window, laid back, woman in shotgun is hot, chilling with style and people tend to go out they way for you when you rolling in monsters like these.
My first car
A 1971 Buick Grand Sport 455. Everybody called it "The G"
Car I wish I still had
My 71 Gangster Sport
My dream car
1988 Chevy Monte Carlo SS - got it.
1970-71 Buick GS 455 or GSX - had it.
2012 Chevy Camaro LTV-6
2006 Ford 650 Truck or 2000 Ford Excursion Monster Truck
1968 Trans Am 455
1940 Buick Fastback or Merc customized by Bo Huff
1956 Chevy Bel Air
1959 Cadillac Coupe Deville
Car clubs I’m in
- Type of racing: Westchester County Drag Racing
- Driver: My Uncles and them...
- Driving song: Too many to list
- Car movie: Death Race, Christine,
- Car book: ?
- Car magazine: Ol' Skool Rod, Hot Rod Delux, Heavy Hitters, Hot Rod, Super Chevy, ect...
- Car game: Sex in the Summer?
— Profile last updated: Oct 20, 2010
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G-Body Nuts Enthusiast
Just a close group of friends with the same passion for the 1978-1988 A/G Bodies of General Motors. The Monte Carlo, Malibu, El Camino, Cutlass, Grand Prix, and all variations of the Regal supply ample Luxury, Performance, and Style. Come join us.
IN, United States
People Against Front Plates Enthusiast
This is for those who believe that the Government has ruined many a car by mandating front plates in some states. Honestly do they do any good? If your going down the Interstate you think the 5-0 is going to read your front plate? This group is for fun. talk about what you like automotive...
Nebraska, United States
Monte Millennium... Club
We cater to all generations of Chevrolet Monte Carlo's, from 1970's to present. All Monte Carlo's are welcome! We are here to bring Monte Carlo owners and enthusiasts together worldwide. If you own a Monte Carlo, we want to see you and allow you to show others your car. Regardless if your Monte...
Michigan, United States
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Oct 20, 2010
Just some recent pics from 2 car shows. Enjoy
Aug 21, 2009
Does anyone know where I can get an 88 Monte Carlo SS steerign wheel column. Junkyards round here don't sell stuff (?) and this company Flamming River has it but they want $500?!
Aug 20, 2009
I got this 88 Monte SS project I'm working on that I call Hoodoo. I'm really attached to my 305 cause its never let me down but my brothers and EVERYBODY screams swtich to a 350. To me, thaking out the 305 is like my car having a different soul really. In...
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