The T2 Group,
5775 Kroegermount Cincinnati, Ohio
Dear Chris of CUDAWORLD.COM:
Well, Spring has finally arrived here in
Cincinnati, Ohio. Time has certainly flown by
since last November when I attained one of my life
goals due primarily to your unbelievable website -
CUDAWORLD.COM. But let's not skip to the end of
the story first. All lovers of 'Cuda's have
stories to tell.
My story begins in the
Spring of my junior year of high school, 1973. My
godfather's son Bill was parting with his 1970
black 340c.i. - 4 speed Plymouth 'Cuda. A car that
I had dreamed about since first seeing it @ Indian
Lake while on vacation in the summer of 1970. I
had to have it. I had worked since I was 10
earning money and saving almost every penny. It
was time to move up from dad's 1964 Chev Biscayne
wagon. But first I had to convince both my dad and
my godfather that a 17 year old could handle the
horsepower and pistol grip 4 - speed that this
Dad stressed the importance
of my self-earned college -fund. My godfather
simply said the car was too fast for his 23 year
old son, and a 17 year old god- son certainly
should not own this muscle-car gas-guzzler.
Promising my father that he would be proud of me
some day when I graduated college and ignoring my
wise godfather's advice, I convinced my father (
over the objections of my godfather) to let me buy
the Cuda ( I was still a minor) and to title the
car in his name.
My godfather was right.
The car got me in plenty of trouble ( nothing too
serious, minor speeding tickets, and the like). I
actually talked myself out of more tickets than I
received ( Really the Cuda did all the talking...
even the cops loved my car). But the crusin around
town, blowing the doors off of the rich kids
Camaro's, drive-in's, crusin down the main streets
of the small suburban communities of Cincinnati,
and driving into the local all - girls high school
parking lot in the coolest car of all are just a
few of my memories.
Then the reality of college hit in 1974 and
1975. The classes were hard and the books and
tuition were expensive @ the University of
Cincinnati. A promise is a promise. My father, a
WW II and Korean War Marine veteran, means more to
me than he will ever know. Look up the word hero
and he stands along side other U.S.Marines as the
definition. I had promised my dad I would graduate
college and to do so I needed money for school.
I tearfully sold my 'Cuda to pay my
college expenses. I vowed someday, after a family
and success were achieved, I would one day again
own a 'Cuda. But not just any 'Cuda, it had to be
a black, 340c.i. Hurst pistol grip 1970 'Cuda!
Some years later, after diclosing my dream to my
wife, she had a picture of my original 1970 'Cuda
enlarged and presented it to me as a father's day
present. That picture hung above my bedroom
dresser as a daily reminder of my goal.
Now let's fast forward the calendar to sometime
in late October of 2002.....
I was home
alone one October Friday evening doing my monthly
'Cuda search on the web. My wife and kids were all
out, and I decided to stay home for some peace and
quiet. This decision to stay home, and do yet
another 'Cuda websearch, set the wheels in motion
that brought this 'Cuda lover his fulfilled
With the click of a mouse that
evening, I came across the website of my dreams.
Remember it was in 1976, that my 'Cuda was sold
and the dreaming started. 26 years later CUDAWORLD
came across my "DELL" and there stood the picture
of my long-desired black 1970 'Cuda owned by Kathy
and Steve near White Plains N.Y.
out the original featured story about Timothy's
Cuda! [Click here]
to say, e-mails and calls were made, airline
tickets were purchased, and on a crisp late fall
N.Y. day in October of 2002, with the autumn
leaves in all of their radiant colors, I was
reviewing, riding - in, negotiating and buying the
1970 'Cuda first featured in CUDAWORLD. It was
delivered to me in early November!
is not perfect. It is not a highly desired Hemi or
an AAR. Heck the original color was not even
black. But none of that matters. Did you ever set
goals? Did you ever establish a dream so hard to
reach that you had to reach deep inside over many
years, just to have a chance to reach that dream?
Did you ever watch your dream flash before your
very eyes and then just wake up and snap out of
Someone pinch me. Because I still
think I am still dreaming. My 1970 BLACK 340 c.i.
Hurst Pistol Grip with less than 61,000 original
miles now has a new home and family in Cincinnati.
At 47 years old, I have achieved one of my long -
ago established life goals thanks to
CUDAWORLD...... Achieve your
dreams, in America and most of the rest of the
free world anything is possible with hard work,
persistence and a little help from a guy named
Chris from Canada who is living his dream as
publisher and webmaster of Cudaworld, simpy the
best damn website on the net for lovers of muscle
cars, particularly the best looking one of all, a
Timothy G. Trachsel,
The T2 Group, LLC