Today I feel like I won the lottery. I caught a Ford GT40 in the wild. Well...maybe it's a replica. Probably it's a replica. But anyway, I caught it. Basking in the sun at Wente's in Chesterfield Valley, I pulled a u-turn to go back and get shots of this bad boy.
Ridiculous proportions, in-your-face racing cues, crazy low-slung...how can you not get excited about this 1960's throwback? Used to win Le Mans in 1966, 67, 68, and 69, it's legendary status is solid.
Crazy reverse scoop on the hood with some pretty mean looking cooling fans.
This is a mid-engined beast. You can see the velocity stacks through the rear glass, and there is a nifty cooling duct behind that.
The rear glass is almost flat, probably providing zero visibility. From this end, you can see the monster exhaust pipes. Mean, mean, mean.
Good view of the wide rear wheels, and more of the ridiculously proportioned body.
Another view of that glorious engine. In the books, this would have been a 289, 302, or a 427. The 302 and 427 were responsible for Le Mans victories.
Crazy fiberglass windows. Probably hard to get a cheeseburger at Wendy's with this set up.
And.......vroom. Lots of cars have seen this view. I feel like at any moment flames will shoot out and the car will take off, rocket boost style.
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