When I was seventeen (in 1972) I got my driver's license just like most young kids do. I had the license now, how I was going to get a car was beyond me. Little did I know that my stepfather had some plans of his own. Out of the blue one day, a few weeks after I had my license he called me outside, handed me a set of car keys, told me to get in and go for a ride with him to see how well I drove.

We drove a couple of miles through town and begun to tell me the car was mine. (of course I didn't believe it) The car was two years old, red just like the one you see here. Yes it was a 1970 Mercury Cyclone, 351 Cleveland, center console, instrument package in dash board, air conditioner and front spoiler.

My stepfather past away a few years ago now but he still lives in my memories. My stepfather was always good to me and I will always be grateful for allowing me to be free as a bird in my Mercury Cyclone.

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Songs that were playing when the 1970 Cyclone went on sale

This is my project car
I searched the web for a 1970 Cyclone for months without any luck. Some were destroyed, 

some had no engine or transmission, and many were too expensive to justify fixing them. 

Then out of the blue I saw an add in a message board from a men in Valley, Alabama.

He had bought the car but did not have the time to fix it.

I made arrangements to go see the car in Alabama

and to my surprise the car was in very good shape for a car that is 32 years old (2002).

He originally wanted $3,000.00 but we finally agreed on $1,500.00. 

When I made my arrangements to see the car I had a two way ticket to return,

but I decided to take the car there and then. I rented a Uhaul truck in one town and a car

transporter in another town. I drove for about 50 miles looking for this things. 

I had the money wired to me, pickup the car and was on my way home to New Jersey.

I left Alabama at 7:30 PM on a Wednesday and I arrived home at 5:30 PM on Thursday.

It took me 22 hour with only 4 hours of sleep. (if you can call it sleep) 

My point to this story is that if you want to find a car you like you are going to

have to see it in person, pictures don't tell the whole story.
beroda@beroda.com