press kit carried a picture of the car. It
was a black 289 (which I recognize
now was a LeMans Replica) and its
small size and V8 power made it the
perfect combination of sports car/hot
rod; as good-looking a vehicle as you
could ever find. In my first year of high
school, I would always read
Car and
Driver, Motor Trend
,
Road & Track
and
Hot Rod
and they stoked my in-
terest in cars. I obviously had no real-
ization at the time that I would ever
own something like that. We didn’t
have a high school in our area and I
would’ve had to go twelve or thirteen
miles to the high school they desig-
nated for us, and it was not a great
high school. So I was packed up and
sent off to Deerfield Academy in Deer-
field, Massachusetts. I kept all of my
magazine subscriptions. I happened to
be on spring break in 1964 when what
should there be at the New York auto
show but a wonderful maroon 289
Cobra (2316). It had chrome wires and
just looked fantastic. I took a picture
of it. I had yet to see an actual Cobra
on the street. Nevertheless, I thought
they were fantastic. There was just
something about them I couldn’t ex-
plain. I didn’t know what it was. They
had a magnetic affect on me.
SAAC: We’re sure you can recall when
you saw your first one on the street.
All Cobra enthusiasts can.
SCUDDER: I first saw one in Lake
Placid, New York, where we were
lucky enough to spend our summers.
There was a guy there named Red
LaFountain who owned a restaurant
called the Steak and Stinger. We knew
Red very well and he was quite the
character. It was probably the best
restaurant in town and we went there
about once a week. I loved eating there
and I liked Red. One day I saw him
driving around in a Cobra and said,
“
Holy $#@% !”
It was a dark green 289
and he had “Steak and Stinger
Restaurant” lettered on the doors. I
later discovered it was 2120.
SAAC: Did you get a ride in that car?
SCUDDER: A brief one. We went up
the road and back just so he could
move through the gears and ask,
“
What do you think of that?
”
SAAC: And what did you think?
SCUDDER: Whoa! It pinned my head
back. It was everything I thought it
might be. We only went straight and it
was a worm-and-sector car. I did get a
good Cobra ride a little later on. A guy
by the name of Peter DeSilva was our
neighbor in Lake Placid. We were the
same age and became friends. He and
I were into all manner of strange
things as teenagers together: bicycles,
girls, boats, cars. His sister got mar-
ried in the summer of 1965 and one of
Peter’s friends showed up in a British
Racing Green rack-and-pinion 289
Cobra. He took everybody for rides
and I can remember him going out on
this wonderful windy road, the Wilm-
ington road they called it, and he
floored the thing in first gear. He
missed the shift into second and
revved the living snot out of the motor
but it held together. We were doing
over 60 by the time he shifted into sec-
ond gear. It was a very memorable
ride. This car turned out to be 2521,
the car that Bill Whitley ended up
buying. The original owner was John
King.
SAAC: Did your Cobra appear at this
point?
SCUDDER: Not quite. When I gradu-
ated from high school I got an unspec-
tacular Chevy and later traded it for a
fairly damaged GTO convertible.
When I got out of college my dad had
said that if I graduated in four years
without stretching it out to five, he
would go halves with me on a car. He
figured that it was going to be some-
thing brand new. When I told him ex-
actly what it was intending, he kind of
raised one eyebrow and said, “
Huh?
” I
found a Cobra in Kentucky and went
down there and bought 2306. It was
1972 and I was not quite a year out of
college. I paid the owner, Ed Maxwell,
$5500 bucks for the car. I tried to beat
him down to $5000 but he absolutely
wouldn’t hear of it. I drove it home
from Kentucky up to Lake Placid, New
York. And my parents freaked. My fa-
ther said, “
You said you were getting a
Ford and I thought you were talking
about some kind of a Mustang. I didn’t
think you were getting something this
small. You’re going to kill yourself in
this car
.” Initially he said, “
You’re not
even 23 years-old. I want to go for a
ride in this thing and see how fast it
really is
.” I tried to feather it a little
bit, but still he could tell. He said, “
I
might just prohibit you from ever driv-
ing this car.
” I said, “
Number one, you
can’t because I’m over 21. But if the
fact that I’m still dependent upon you
to a certain extent
(because I didn’t
have a place of my own yet)
is of criti-
cal importance, I’ll park the thing and
ride my bike until you think I’ve got
enough maturity to drive it.
” He re-
lented and I drove the car and never
had an incident. I repaired it and
cleaned it up. About three-and-a-half
years after I bought it I came up with
a plan with three friends to create a
magazine. I moved to Princeton, New
Jersey and sold the car for $10K to fi-
nance my partnership in
New Jersey
Monthly
magazine.
SAAC: And you were Cobraless. For
how long?
SCUDDER: I worked in Princeton for
a while. In late 1976 it was only a year
or so after I sold 2306 and I got the
The SHELBY AMERICAN
Fall 2015 333
Scudder’s first Cobra, CSX2306.