Triumph TR6 Stories
I had an MG 1970 before, because of economic problem i had to sell it, two years later this TR6 vehicle appeared in my good condition, difficult to miss the opportunity, I did everything possible yo acquire it. And also the cost was very reasonable for its good condition. Here in P.R. we have the PR British Cars Club a family club loving English cars. This vehicle was acquired in 2014.
When I found this car I was going to look at an MG GT and stopped to look at a Tr6. I thought this car looked a lot more like a sports car.Little did I know how much work it needed. After 6 yrs. and a frame off restoration by myson and me, this is the result.
Back in 1976 i was engaged to my wife and wanted a TR6 so bad every time one went by and you heard that beautiful sound. Id would say to my wife i have to have one but she said forget it were saving up to get married
For the last year I've been looking for another TR6. I've looked at fifty cars on line before I found this one in North Carolina and had it shipped to Washington State.
When I was studying at the University in 1973, I saw a TR6 at the Automobile Salon of Bogotá. And I fell in love with that car. 25 years later, I saw one in a car showcase in Bogotá while going to lunch where my grandmother. When I returned from lunch I bought it!
I started with Microcars like Isettas and Messerschmitts, but one day this beautiful TR6 followed me home. I love the feel and the power on the road.
Our Triumph story began in 1969 with the purchase of the car shown in picture two, a 1963 TR-3B. My first love affair occurred in 1963, when a friend and I took his father's baby blue TR-3 to the races at Lake Garnett. Had to sell the black one as we had started a family, and moved to the Lake of the Ozarks for work.
She said yes, and to my surprise, Amy was willing on a first date to hop in my TR6 and head off to the movies. A few years later, the TR6 was featured in our engagement pictures.
After parting with my Model A Ford, I found myself with an empty garage space. I started scanning the web looking for an entertaining replacement. This TR6 showed up on eBay and it was local. I went to look it over on Saturday and drove it home on Monday.
Long story short, I got the car for a song as house was now for sale. The previous owner had purchased mega new parts, all suspension, windscreen etc. I started putting it back together in April 2017. Still perfecting it....but here is the before and now.
I bought my '72 TR6 in the spring of '93. That year I was a senior in high school. My dad who was a British car enthusiast and the one who got me hooked on the little two-seaters, noticed it for sale along the side of a road. The previous owner had done some body work and painted the car, but to my knowledge, no engine work.
The car lurched, clanked, sputtered, smoked and required the strength of the Hulk to turn the steering wheel or to put in the clutch. It had the original red stripe tires, all of which were firmly hardened, except for the one that was flat the morning after I bought it. On top of it all, it was painted a non-standard, peeling, obscene color of blue that does not exist in nature.
In early 1976, while I was in college, a friend asked me to ride with him to the car dealership to pick up his new car. He wanted me to follow him in his original car back to his home. His new car was a 1976 TR6. At that time I didn't even own one car much less two.
You know, none of us really own our cars. Most of us are just the doting curator of our one exhibit museum. It’s because of our efforts, our waxing, our polishing and our meticulous maintenance that these cars live on. It’s because of us that they are still here to remind onlookers of their place in automotive history.
This picture was taken on 11/26/99, the day I got my car back from the body shop. As you can see I don’t even have the TR6 stickers on the back yet. I purchased my 1972 TR6 on 9/3/99 and immediately had the body completely gone over. These are great cars to drive.
I built this car for touring and really enjoy both the open highway and the twisty Appalachian mountain roads. I like competing in autocross events and the occasional road course track days. It’s not a show car, but it doesn’t show badly. It has lots of character and always puts a smile on my face when I drive it.
I wanted to send you a photo of my car in the garage currently. It's now completed exterior and interior. In the spring time, I can take it outside in the beautiful mountainous area of where I live in New Hampshire.
I always wanted to build a fast small car, so I purchased a TR-6 and decided to make it a scary little car. I installed a 350 Chevy motor with a turbo 350 auto transmission.
My first car out of school was a brand new 1972 Pimento Red TR6. I was so excited when it finally arrived and there was a serious question if I could drive it off the lot without stalling it.
The car is not perfect and it shows its age in spots. Despite the flaws, the car has character in spades. I like to say that it’s perfectly imperfect; it’s a driver’s car.
In the fall of 1974 I began high school. One of my teachers had a very sharp, brand new, bright red sports car parked in the front row of the parking lot every day. It was a convertible, had a wooden dash, red stripe tires and had British flag decals on the rear quarters with "TR6" on them. I dreamt of having one of those cars two years later when I turned 16 and got my driver's license but there was no way my parents could afford to pay over $6000.00 for a teenager's first car.
Drive In's are cars that have driven by our city parts pick-up counter. We're lucky enough to take photos of the cars and share them with you! This unique 1976 Triumph TR6 belongs to Art Graves from Oklahoma! Thanks for stopping by Art!
Having grown up in Kansas City, Kansas, I was always into muscle cars until I drove my brother-in-law’s TR4 in late 1977. After that I fell in love with the wonderful British sports car. I finally found my 1976 TR6, second owner in 1984.
Cars and baseball were the goalposts of my youth. Born and raised in the Motor City, I am the son of an autoworker, and every kid on my block was the same, except for the children of our neighborhood’s three dissenters, a police officer and two bread-truck drivers.
In late summer of 1984 I was a lanky 16 yr. old Indiana kid, just about to get my driver’s license. I spent much of that summer trying to reassemble my first car (a 1974 MG Midget). The previous fall at age 15, I managed to convince my parents that the Midget would be a perfect car for me to restore and learn on…not thinking I might soon grow an additional 4”
This picture was taken in 1976 when I got married.. My 1974 Triumph TR6 I bought brand new from Autorama British Cars in Miami, Florida in 1974. I had paid $4,995.00.
Driving my first sports car. My oldest brother returned from Vietnam Nam and bought a new TR6 in 1971. I was a freshman in high school when he let me take it for a day. I lost count of how many rides I gave but never forgot how much fun I had that day.
Just picked this up recently. Along with a bad paint job and a loss of attention to detail it should work out in the end to my benefit. The mechanics needed to repair a fuel delivery problem and ended hacking the fuel lines to replace them with rubber hose. Paint coming apart inside the air cleaner would eventually create another serious problem in the future.
"Good News/ Bad News", the first car show I took my TR6 to was the British Classic Motorcar Show in Stowe Vt. (British Invasion).
So we continued our search and 2 weeks later got a call back from the same businessman saying that he had to leave town quickly and was desperate to sell the car. He asked me what I would pay for it and I came back with the sum of $1,000. The gentleman counter offered and I paid $1,500 for the Triumph. The deal was done and at that moment I was a happy teenager, eager to start the restoration.