1969 Dodge Coronet Super Bee at Lebanon Valley Dragway, West Lebanon New York.
Mid-way through 1969, Chrysler launched a six-barreled salvo on the muscle car world with the A12 option package on the Dodge Super Bee and Plymouth Road Runner. Underneath a big-scooped, blacked-out, lightweight hood secured by four racing-style pins (no hinges, please) sat the 440 Six Pack--an engine that promised more real-world performance than the mighty and already legendary Hemi.
Featuring an aluminum Edelbrock manifold topped by a trio of Holley 2300 series carburetors, the Six Pack ran on only the center 350 cfm Holley during everyday, but mash the throttle down and the pair of 500 cfm Holleys at the front and back kicked into action and all of that proverbial hell broke loose. The idea behind the engine program was to create an engine significantly less expensive and more streetable than the Hemi, but with nearly the same performance.
The Six Pack package included more than just a unique intake and carburetor setup. Beefier connecting rods (and an appropriately weighted harmonic balancer), moly-filled top rings, a revised, low-taper camshaft, flat-face hydraulic tappets, chrome intake and exhaust valve stems with valve springs lifted from the Hemi and a bump in compression from 10.1:1 to 10.5:1 all helped boost the output of the 440 to 390hp and torque from 480-lb.ft. to 490-lb.ft, a number identical to that of the Hemi, but delivered a full 800 RPM sooner in the rev range. All A12s were also equipped with a 4.10:1 rear axle, along with a dual-breaker distributor, heavy-duty radiator, heavy-duty 11-inch drum brakes and "extra-fat" Goodyear 15-inch Polyglas red stripe tires.
Being alive in America in the '60's was such a great time. So many new, fun things coming down the pike. Marijuana, music, LSD, muscle cars, Free Love, Make Love Not War, women throwing away their bras! Such a great time to be alive, and so much fun!
Nowadays, everyone's all 'woke' and don't want you to have any fun as you may hurt someone's feelings for doing so. They're always yelling at me; "Longball, you are going to Hell in a hand basket!" I suppose they are right but at least I am enjoying the ride! If I am going to Hell for one sin, I might as well go for a million sins! A lot more fun!
Stay young and have fun folks!
Longball


