Marty,
My dad was pretty darn cool and had a devilish sense of humor. Too bad I had to be a typical turd in my teens but I am thankful I had a chance to make up for it and not be such a flake before he passed. I had to grow up pretty fast and took care of my mother and sister after their accident. I'm fortunate I inherited his sense of humor and compassion as it helped me though the tough times.
My dad had put on the extended spring shackles. They went with the Highjacker air shocks that were all the rage in the 1970's for their "rakish" good looks along with the steel slotted mag wheels.
The original 289 motor blew up coming back on a coast to coast road trip when I was about 2 years old. We were stuck somewhere in Texas on our return trip for a few days. It was not the Gumball rally but I grew up in a family that were born with a lead right foot. Yes, the car had been raced quite a bit. The motor was rebuilt by our neighbor Bud Wagner who was a mechanic and machinist (great guy too, built landing gear for bombers during WWII). My dad managed to get a good education out of it as well as forging a great friendship. The original block was re-used and dad spent a lot of money at Carroll Shelby's store in Los Angeles. It had a custom ground camshaft too. I sold the car with the motor and C4 trans but the only thing original was the engine block at .030 overbore. The gears were the stock freeway gear ratio (2.79?) but everything came together nicely as a driver. However, I'm sure my dad abused the heck out of the drivetrain.
Boy, that is cold! I can only imagine how bitter cold it is there.
I used to have one of those Honolulu Ford license plate frames and a pair of the original Hawaii green with white lettered license plates. I haven't seen them in decades though.