The Lincoln Mark VII (originally called the Continental Mark VII) rode on the Fox platform shared with the Mustang, Thunderbird, and Cougar...but this next one simply oozes coolness that those other cars only dream about. Find this 1990 Lincoln Mark VII LSC SE offered for $2750 near Boston, MA via craigslist. Tip from Art C.
From the seller:
1990 Lincoln mark Vii lsc SE
condition: good
cylinders: 8 cylinders
drive: rwd
fuel: gas
odometer: 201
paint color: black
title status: clean
transmission: automatic
Upper and lower cobra intake
70 mm throttle body
Cold air intake
Aluminum water pump and alternator pulleys
Off road h pipe (exhaust)
Dual exhaust 2.5 in back to three inch tips
Flow master mufflers
Shift kit in transmission
Tci street fighter hi stall torque converter
Independent tranny cooler
Driveshaft and U joints rated for 500 hp
Ford racing 4.10 gears
Ford racing trac loc(posi) discs
Alpine radio
Spring conversion
Custom reinforced Spring mounting brackets
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There are not enough pictures for me to know how to read the mileage listed as 201. If I lived around there I would want to see it and hear it run. When I went to look at it I would have money in my pocket because I really like these and if it isn't torn to hades and back might be worth the ask.
ReplyDeleteI can't say the last time I saw this body style on the road. Handsome design
ReplyDeletePulled out of San Pedro late one night
ReplyDeleteThe moon and the stars was shinin' bright.
We was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
Passing cars like they was standing still.
All of a sudden in a wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by.
I said, "Boys, that's a mark for me!"
By then the taillight was all you could see.
Now the fellas was ribbin' me for bein' behind,
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind.
Took my foot off the gas and man alive,
I shoved it on down into overdrive.
Wound it up to a hundred-and-ten
My speedometer said that I hit top end.
My foot was blue, like lead to the floor.
That's all there is and there ain't no more.
Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
And telephone poles looked like a picket fence.
They said, "Slow down! I see spots!
The lines on the road just look like dots."
Took a corner; sideswiped a truck,
Crossed my fingers just for luck.
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts.
The guy beside me was white as a ghost.
Smoke was comin' from out of the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac.
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass.
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas?
We had flames comin' from out of the side.
Feel the tension. Man! What a ride!
I said, "Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly!"
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by.