DAN LYON’S INFATUATION WITH MOPARS and muscle cars started innocently enough while the young car aficionado was still livin’ life in his single digits. “I was a nine-year-old kid from the Bronx, who was just crazy about cars. I had a radio-controlled car that needed help. That’s when I started hanging out with family friend John Quinn and the rest of the Bronx Mopar crew. The rest, as they say, is just history.” Turns out Quinn had a garage in the Bronx that specialized in bringing old and tired Mopars back to life and returning them back to the streets where they belonged. Quinn and his buddies, all diehard Chrysler fanatics, hung out together and wrenched on their own rides in his modest workplace in Throggs Neck, New York. This small band of Bronx-bred brethren soon collectively formed a union and thus, the “Bronx Mopars” car club was officially born. Sounds fitting, right?
Here the guys would go on to create rides that would pummel the streets of NYC’s
