Curbside Recycling: 1973 Plymouth Road Runner – Squeezing Lemonade From A Lemon Twist

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

I write this on April 13, 2023 after returning from the junkyard this afternoon, and realize that it’s a day like any other.  Except it isn’t, it’s the exact 50th birthday of this particular car to the day.  And it’s been sitting in this particular state of suspended animation for likely almost exactly forty years now. 

Yes, it’s a 1973, birthed in the twilight of the muscle car era and the year that the Road Runner somehow was forced to become available with a 2-barrel 318.  I of course didn’t know that offhand so I sent my Mopar expert (he owns a Dodge) friend Jason Shafer this engine picture and he said it’s a 318.  Which I then verified later using the build tag.

Still, it put out 170hp and 270lb-ft of torque so it wasn’t terrible, or at least I’m assuming it wasn’t, even it wasn’t a 440 ready to shred the tires just by having a small itch in your right hand Chuck Taylor.  Here it’s paired with the 3-speed automatic which I suppose made it a pretty attractive and livable ride around town.  Road Runners got a special horn that actually went “Meep Meep” but I don’t see it in this engine bay so perhaps it’s now doing duty in someone’s Sentra or something.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

Pretty much everyone in the United States that has had access to a television knows who the Road Runner was, he was the protagonist in a long running cartoon series that pitted him against Wile E. Coyote.  As a result American kids aren’t scared of coyotes which is a bad mistake to make should you encounter one and think they look like a puppy.

Actually that’s not true but I can see kids believing they could easily outsmart a coyote; old Wile E. wasn’t the coldest Pepsi in the fridge if you catch my drift.  Like dingoes, coyotes can probably eat’cho baby without half trying… Anyway, I digress.  The point is that Chrysler paid a sum of money to be able to use the likeness of the Road Runner for its cars and it was quite a success, everyone loves the Road Runner.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

While the Road Runner (the car now) was introduced back in 1968, for 1971 it entered into a second generation, and for 1973 (and 1974) it received new sheetmetal yet again.  Now squarer and without the loop bumpers it looked more like the four door sedans it shared a platform with, however this one’s sheetmetal has been rearranged a bit so it’s a little more difficult to see what it resembles.  Still, four big headlamps, a battering ram of a bumper (that interestingly looks to have survived whatever befell this one almost entirely), and the hood scoops make this something that many might move over for when spied in their rear-view mirror.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

The paint color is called Lemon Twist which is perfect for something like this and paired with the black stripes makes for a very attractive package; looking at it I think I would have seriously considered the color had I been one to purchase an example back in the day.  Some uncharitable folks may say that uttering the word Lemon around anything Mopar is tempting fate, and in this case the Twist part certainly describes that fender.  Hmm.  Moving on…

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

Unless equipped with a vinyl top, every picture I found of a 1973 Road Runner had the stripes that start on the front fender and continue past the door (as these do), but then they turn and angle over the roof in a strobe-like pattern.  It’s striking but I’m not sure what’s up with this one as it doesn’t seem to have that yet it has the Road Runners in the correct places on the pillars.  Normally they’d be within the striped area itself as it angles up and over.  It’s a pretty iconic stripe job but perhaps it was an option or just not for those that spec’ed a 318 with an automatic, someone out there will know.  For what it’s worth, the build tag shows V8X and V9X which are black sport stripes and black hood stripes, respectively.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

The rear bumper too magically emerged practically unscathed from whatever befell this car.  Perhaps those overriders really do a good job after all!

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

Mostly anyway, they can’t protect against a jab right up the backside…

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

Plymouth wasn’t shy about slathering on the yellow paint.  At some point, someone tossed an ’80s-looking wheel in the trunk.  No rust though!

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

So what are we thinking?  Rollover?  Tornado (there have been some historically around here)?  A really bad night involving cheap liquor, cheap smokes, cheap “partner(s)”, and a ditch?  Something else?

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

All I know is that the calendar affixed to the driver’s sun visor is set at March 1983, right about the ten-year-old mark for this car and almost exactly forty years ago.  Someone thought they could maybe put it back together.  Or it looked just fine in the back of the barn, no time to take it to the junkyard, there’s crops to harvest and pigs to raise, by gosh, we’re in the country here! .

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

I started by talking about writing this on April 13, 2023, the day I stumbled across the car.  Here’s the build tag from the inner fender, stay with me as this is important.  Ok, interesting anyway…  Looking at the bottom line: E44 is the code for 318 2bbl, D34 is 3speed automatic, RM is Satellite/Sebring Medium Price Class, 21 is 2-door sedan, the first G is the engine code again for some reason, still the same 318 2bbl, then the 3 means 1973 and the next G is for St. Louis Assembly.  The last six digits are the sequential build number.

So that 3 meant 1973.  Alright.  One line up the fourth grouping of numbers reads 413.  The 4 is the fourth month, April, and the 13 is the 13th day.  So it was built on April 13, 1973.  Exactly 50 years ago to the day.  I’ll point out that 4/13/73 was actually a Friday as well, so this car is starting to really get spooky.

And now I’m sitting here celebrating this Lemon Twist of a car on its 50th birthday by writing about it this evening.  I may mix myself a drink with a twist of lemon to really celebrate!  Or just to calm my nerves.  It’s like I’ve got a 318 revving in my head, it just won’t stop!

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

Time and neglect haven’t been kind to the interior at all, still, in black it works very well with the color scheme.  The 3-spoke wheel isn’t terrible to look at either, if a little thin.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

High-back buckets, I approve.  All the better to enjoy the sounds of Foghat’s second album, released the month before this car was built…Or maybe the owner was an early Aerosmith fan.  Or maybe Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon was playing when this car did its first burnout.  1973 was a good year for music it seems.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

I guess the occupants had to listen to whatever was playing on the radio right below the (missing) gauge cluster, I don’t see an add-on 8-track player anywhere.  These still had the somewhat of a cliff dashboard but it seems better than that of the Mustang anyway.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

The back seat’s a bit of a mess too, but if you don’t tell anyone you just have a 318, you might get lucky back there since for ’73 the Road Runner with the 318 DID get the dual exhausts as standard which helped the power as well as the sound most likely.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

The front fender shows evidence that this car has seen action sometime before its last stand.  Good, I say, a life not lived to the fullest is a life not worth living, a few scars add character.

1973 Plymouth Road Runner

But really, our 50-year old Lemon Twist Road Runner saw more in the first ten years of life than most cars see in fifty.  And I’ll bet it brought a lot more joy to its owner than it would have if it was just locked away in the garage.  Heck, it appears it may have done that as well for the last forty… So a win-win for everyone even if it can’t roll across the block by itself anymore.  It did its job for someone and became an inspiration for me to write something.

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Jason found a ’73 Road Runner just sitting in a parking lot