I bought one of these when they first came out the summer of '72 (half year model release) for a whopping $2300. The engine block cracked after only two weeks and I was able to pop the larger Mercury Capri engine in it. I owned the Pinto for 13 years and got $2500 for it on a trade-in. To this day I can honestly say it was the best automobile I ever owned.
Ian second ownwer of my 72pinto wago n my grandparents bought it new and about 7years ago my grandma died at 94yrs old in acar accident well my dad and. I went to the mining town to pick the car up it had been in her garage for years all I had to do is clean rats nest from under the dash and the 45 she kept under the seat and it start right up and I drove it home
I bought my first car in the summer of '73. It was a brown 1973 Ford Pinto Wagon. I loved it from the start! It really had very few problems, and any that we had were easily fixed by my husband and his copy of The Pinto Repair Manuel. Living in Wisconsin, rust was not kind to my car near the end. My brown Pinto ended up with 2 blue used replacement doors, which had a lot less rust on them than mine. About 2 years before we finally had to get rid of it, the driver's seat fell through the floor. We drove it for the last 2 years with two 2x4's holding up the seat. At that point it was appropriately named the Flintstone Mobile. I had my Pinto for thirteen years. The day had finally come as I waved good-bye to my husband as he drove off taking my car to it's final resting place, the junk yard. It was a good car, always started, sometimes with a little help near the end with a screw driver in the alternator. As my husband left the driveway and drove down the street, chunks of rusted metal and an assortment of other small body parts fell behind. After picking up the metal Pinto horse, which later I hung from the mirror of my next car, I watched while a tear slowly ran down my cheek, until I could no longer see the cloud of smoke. It was indeed a sad day.
I had over 122,000 on mine before the odometer quit. Then I drove it for another year. Most cars at the time did not make it to 80,000 so I suppose it was an outlier. Of course, so many things broke on it because it was cheap. But they were fixable.
Best of OPC. 
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perfect choice for the final post of 2010.
You would have ended the year with a BANG if you rear ended this baby. :P
I bought one of these when they first came out the summer of '72 (half year model release) for a whopping $2300. The engine block cracked after only two weeks and I was able to pop the larger Mercury Capri engine in it. I owned the Pinto for 13 years and got $2500 for it on a trade-in. To this day I can honestly say it was the best automobile I ever owned.
Ian second ownwer of my 72pinto wago
n my grandparents bought it new and about 7years ago my grandma died at 94yrs old in acar accident well my dad and. I went to the mining town to pick the car up it had been in her garage for years all I had to do is clean rats nest from under the dash and the 45 she kept under the seat and it start right up and I drove it home
I had a 1972 Red Pinto Wagon ... thank goodness I was never rear-ended!
I bought my first car in the summer of '73. It was a brown 1973 Ford Pinto Wagon. I loved it from the start! It really had very few problems, and any that we had were easily fixed by my husband and his copy of The Pinto Repair Manuel. Living in Wisconsin, rust was not kind to my car near the end. My brown Pinto ended up with 2 blue used replacement doors, which had a lot less rust on them than mine. About 2 years before we finally had to get rid of it, the driver's seat fell through the floor. We drove it for the last 2 years with two 2x4's holding up the seat. At that point it was appropriately named the Flintstone Mobile. I had my Pinto for thirteen years. The day had finally come as I waved good-bye to my husband as he drove off taking my car to it's final resting place, the junk yard. It was a good car, always started, sometimes with a little help near the end with a screw driver in the alternator. As my husband left the driveway and drove down the street, chunks of rusted metal and an assortment of other small body parts fell behind. After picking up the metal Pinto horse, which later I hung from the mirror of my next car, I watched while a tear slowly ran down my cheek, until I could no longer see the cloud of smoke. It was indeed a sad day.
thanks for the story, patty. nicely written.
I had over 122,000 on mine before the odometer quit. Then I drove it for another year. Most cars at the time did not make it to 80,000 so I suppose it was an outlier. Of course, so many things broke on it because it was cheap. But they were fixable.
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