I like the 427 Cobra.
This is the Double Bacon Cheeseburger with Hot Sauce and extra bacon. It’s a small two seat Hot Rod. It’s shear brutality in a compact package. Screw you guys that like the smaller version.
I like the 427 Cobra.
This is the Double Bacon Cheeseburger with Hot Sauce and extra bacon. It’s a small two seat Hot Rod. It’s shear brutality in a compact package. Screw you guys that like the smaller version.
First one I saw in the wild tried to hit me head on. I love the look of these cars, hate the Jackasses that drive them irresponsibly.
Yes, because that’s a huge problem… All the jackasses running around in Cobra 427’s…
If that happened anytime within the last couple decades or so, it probably wasn’t a real one anyway.
Cobra’s look sexy, even if they are doing 90+ in your lane. I don’t know if it was real or a clone or what engine was in it. All I know is that it would have been a sexy coffin for the morons driving it.
I LOVE this car. I wish, I wish.
The Viper. A modern up to date car with the spirit and attitude of the 427, along with some of the inconveniences. One upping the 427 with even better performance. Yep, a Viper, a warrenty, and you have the evolution of this idea. By the way, the engine doesn’t really fit in the Viper either :).
I’ve never seen a “real” 427 Cobra. There are NOT that many out there. Most of what you see are fiberglass replicas of widely varying quality in fabrication and build.
I did get to actually ride in an original 289 Cobra. The car was new. I was in college and a friend with parents of seemingly unlimited resources had purchased the car for him. Given the crappy tires and brakes available in the late ’60’s and early ’70’s it’s a wonder kids with powerful cars did not kill themselves or others more frequently.
Cutting to the chase: Even with the 289 engine, that car, in high gear, would break the rear tires loose at 60 mph on the highway. I know, because I was in the passenger seat when he floored it at 60 mph in 4th. No downshift. I hate to think how uncontrollable a big block 427 would be in the hands of anyone except a highly skilled professional race driver.
I had a MOPAR muscle car that was actually quicker than the Cobra in the quarter mile, but the difference was not just more horsepower, it was traction. I had some and he didn’t.
That 289 was candy apple red and one of the most beautiful cars I’ve ever seen.
I like being able to put my foot down more than a quarter inch on the throttle. The smaller V8s (289/302) you get to play more with the throttle, yet flat out scoots and gits. It’s more like a ’57 T-bird with a turbo.
Dudes, you would so be in heaven if you were ever down hyar in Tejas when the Cobra show comes to town. Old Shel had a nephew named Aaron who works at a bank up in Plano. The do an annual show every year with a few of the real ones, and a bunch of Superformance replicas. They also do a session where they fire ’em all up at once and let ’em ROAR!
Instant wood. I gar-on-tee.
That would be epic.
As a youth, I worked for a man who had a business partner that had a 289 and a 427.
Spooky to drive, steered it with the throttle, snap your neck for looking at the go fast pedal.
And that was the 289 with 4 Webers.
The 427 was a whole new level of insanity.
Lower speed it was like driving a truck.
The heat inside was ungodly.
Driving the car was like having a conversation with Animal from the Muppets… on a 110* day, while you are both on crack, and in the same phone booth.
I will take the small motored one any day.
It is like choosing between Derringers.
One in .357, the other in .458 Lott.
Jim