How I Got Hooked on Buicks
My Father sold Buick's from 1957 to 1978 (Albert R. Martin 1918-2005), mostly at Turner Buick in Hayward CA.. He was a hot rodder and liked to street race, he rarely got beat. Salesmen from other dealerships would meet him to "try out their new models".. He was friends with the legendary GAS RONDA and they would hit the street to see how fast his cars were running. There are many story's of my father and his escapades LOL.. In 1965 my mother's car was a 1958 Century but on Sunday it was the tow vehicle for our horse trailer, dad and I were team roper's, we hauled our horses to different roping arena's in SF Bay Area. We found that no truck made at the time could pull a horse trailer better than a Buick! Well he always loved the 1953-1956 F100 Trucks but the gutless Y Block Ford engines had no power to haul 2 horses up hills so he bought a wrecked 1958 Century and a beat 1955 F100, he hired one of the Buick mechanic's where he moonlighted at night doing the engine swap. The guy had zero experience with swaps at the time so when I was a Senior in High School I redid the engine mounts and other parts of the swap, there was a lot of things that were hacked up but that would stay that way until the full restoration early in this century. I started driving that old truck on our property and farmers fields around our house and finally got my driver's license and started driving the truck to school. I had a ball, I raced a guy with a brand new Mustang 428 SCJ and dumped him on main street, he got so mad that Buick beat him he sold his car! I was hooked, driving an underdog was fun! Few guys at school would race me after that, the Buick torque made my tire store rich..LOL . Later I had many Wildcats, Rivieras and Gran Sports plus Fords, and even Internationals with Buick engines. I started working at independent shops, then dealerships and in 1979 opened my own shop. I still have that old F100, my father let me take it apart, modify and drive it, it started me on this PORTHOLED path of Buick's, no regrets, thanks dad..