Why Throttle Gals?

Throttle Gals exists solely to empower others. Throttle Gals Magazine features inspiring women racing, driving, building, fabricating and teaching tech. Our educational opportunities open up the floor to learn through hands on experiences in a safe and comfortable environment. Finally, our Throttle Gals Wearables feature empowering statements and images to encourage the idea that Girls Can _____ Too! You can fill in the blank. Our shirts are made to wear, so many of our photos were taken while we were working on our vehicles. Our shirts may be dirty, Yours will ship clean. Get ‘em dirty and wear with pride!

All Throttle Gals tees, tanks and magazines are PROUDLY made in the USA!

Issue 6 release date

Throttle Gals Issue 6 will be released at Autorama Extreme 2013 (basement). Ads are being accepted. Make sure you get in! We are currently an annual publication, and highly sought after! We are now also in Australia, expanding your advertising reach. Got ad questions? Hit me up at doni@throttlegals.com.

Throttle Gals Australia

Yup, we’re going Down Under! We are currently working with a bloke who will be operating Throttle Gals Australian distribution. Apparently there is a large showing of Gals who love their vehicle out there. Look for more content from them in the mag. If you haven’t seen the cover story about the Sidecar Racers from Down Under (issue 5), I strongly urge you to check it out!

Issue 5 going into PRINT!

The time has arrived! Issue 5, featuring racing gals (along with other cool chicks and vehicles) will be going into print in about 10 days! We plan to have them for sale at Detroit Autorama. Thanks for your support and patience! Doni and Trish

Black Friday Sale!

Yup, we’re doing it too! If Toys R Us can open at 9 on Thanksgiving to start their sale, we figure we can beat that! Sale starts now, ends midnight on Black Friday. Saturday, regular prices are back. Pricing will be adjusted after point of sale, as a refund back to you. (I can’t figure out how to do a temp price adjust without recoding the whole site… sorry!) 50%…

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New shirts are here! For kids too!!!

Issue 5 and Subscription updates:

Good morning all. I am posting this update to make sure that everyone who may have a misunderstanding of issue 5 can be informed on the status. We are still working out financial issues, and cannot print issue 5 until some of these issues are resolved. Yes, the subscription option on this website is still active, as some people have requested it to be open in order to assist us and support us through this time. We notify anyone who subscribes that this magazine is on HOLD and will resume when finances become available. That may mean as early as January, it may be another year, although I really hope not. We are not closing, or quitting. We are simply working our ways for cash flow, using day jobs, merchandise…

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Updates – New Merch and Issue 5 info

Hey there! First to answer the question of when issue 5 will be released. Issue 5 is ready for print, however we are still working on financial issues to get back on track. I sincerely apologize for the delay, however this is a step that had to be taken. We will be ready to print as soon as we are restructured. Second, we have a new ladies cap – tee style coming out! It is a version of the “Girls can wrench too” tee, available in pink, gray, black and purple. Front has a simple Throttle Gals type over right chest. Keep an eye out for the new merchandise, which does help fund issue 5 😉 Thanks Doni Langdon

Our Friend Jeni Witte in the NEWS! :) Watch for the EarWheels

Rallying in a Ragtop (Coker Tire Challenge)

I have a thing for redheads. Perhaps the reason I fell in love with my husband had something to do with his red 1957 Chevy Belair. Motorcycles should be black. Cars should be red, unless they are black. When I became part of the Langdon family, I was allowed to play with some of the family’s fleet of cars, including my mother in law Joyce’s Coca Cola red 1968 ragtop Firebird. The car always had this annoying whistle at idle but it was easily ignored… until Joyce parked it in the fall with a big backfire. I pulled it out in the spring to pick up my little sister Ashleigh from the airport in style, and deemed the car undriveable. This sparked some heavy debate between my husband and me.…

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Marilyn: Meghan’s ’57 Caddy

In Casner Illinois, right next door to where Meghan Ackerman grew up, was a place that most little girls wouldn’t care much for: a junk yard. But Meghan wasn’t like most little girls. She spent her days amidst the old battered cars in the yard of Casner Motors. She’d sit behind the wheel, and climb under the hoods. She learned the parts of the motor and what made cars tick. Meghan says she didn’t like the newer wrecked cars that lived in the junk yard. She associated the big, older cars in the back of the yard with style and safety because their wreckage seemed less severe. She’d leave her toys there, and her mom would have to walk next door to fetch them from the old cars and return…

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Issue 6 release date

cover_PosterThrottle Gals Issue 6 will be released at Autorama Extreme 2013 (basement). Ads are being accepted. Make sure you get in! We are currently an annual publication, and highly sought after! We are now also in Australia, expanding your advertising reach. Got ad questions? Hit me up at doni@throttlegals.com.

Throttle Gals Australia

Yup, we’re going Down Under! We are currently working with a bloke who will be operating Throttle Gals Australian distribution. Apparently there is a large showing of Gals who love their vehicle out there. Look for more content from them in the mag. If you haven’t seen the cover story about the Sidecar Racers from Down Under (issue 5), I strongly urge you to check it out!

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Issue 5 going into PRINT!

The time has arrived! Issue 5, featuring racing gals (along with other cool chicks and vehicles) will be going into print in about 10 days! We plan to have them for sale at Detroit Autorama.

Thanks for your support and patience!

Doni and Trish

Black Friday Sale!

Yup, we’re doing it too! If Toys R Us can open at 9 on Thanksgiving to start their sale, we figure we can beat that! Sale starts now, ends midnight on Black Friday. Saturday, regular prices are back. Pricing will be adjusted after point of sale, as a refund back to you. (I can’t figure out how to do a temp price adjust without recoding the whole site… sorry!) 50% off all shirts, 25% off hoodies and necklaces. Shipping is still the same, as the post office won’t discount that. Have fun, buy a ton of stuff for all the Gals on your list, and help us get issue 5 printed!

Cheers! ~Doni

Issue 5 and Subscription updates:

Good morning all. I am posting this update to make sure that everyone who may have a misunderstanding of issue 5 can be informed on the status.

We are still working out financial issues, and cannot print issue 5 until some of these issues are resolved. Yes, the subscription option on this website is still active, as some people have requested it to be open in order to assist us and support us through this time. We notify anyone who subscribes that this magazine is on HOLD and will resume when finances become available. That may mean as early as January, it may be another year, although I really hope not. We are not closing, or quitting. We are simply working our ways for cash flow, using day jobs, merchandise sales, etc.

Trish and I really appreciate your patience and loyalty, and we will make a great magazine for you folks to enjoy!

Thanks,

Doni Langdon

Updates – New Merch and Issue 5 info

Hey there!

First to answer the question of when issue 5 will be released. Issue 5 is ready for print, however we are still working on financial issues to get back on track. I sincerely apologize for the delay, however this is a step that had to be taken. We will be ready to print as soon as we are restructured.

Second, we have a new ladies cap – tee style coming out! It is a version of the “Girls can wrench too” tee, available in pink, gray, black and purple. Front has a simple Throttle Gals type over right chest.

Keep an eye out for the new merchandise, which does help fund issue 5 😉

Thanks
Doni Langdon

Rallying in a Ragtop (Coker Tire Challenge)

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I have a thing for redheads. Perhaps the reason I fell in love with my husband had something to do with his red 1957 Chevy Belair. Motorcycles should be black. Cars should be red, unless they are black. When I became part of the Langdon family, I was allowed to play with some of the family’s fleet of cars, including my mother in law Joyce’s Coca Cola red 1968 ragtop Firebird. The car always had this annoying whistle at idle but it was easily ignored… until Joyce parked it in the fall with a big backfire. I pulled it out in the spring to pick up my little sister Ashleigh from the airport in style, and deemed the car undriveable. This sparked some heavy debate between my husband and me. Should we pull the engine and fix it? When will we have time to do that? We knew there was a 250 Sprint 6 built for it and that it was sitting in my in-laws’ garage. I mistakenly assumed it was ready to be installed, and since Joyce agreed to allow me to drive the car in the Coker Tire Challenge in September, I was really driven to get the engine done. Ashleigh was here visiting, and helped us pull the engine. When Steve removed the exhaust manifold, it came off in three pieces. The old inline 6 was just worn out.
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The engine compartment was completely coated in old oil and other miscellaneous fluids, prompting us to do a thorough washing of the entire engine area. Unfortunately, we were a little over zealous with the power washer, and blasted some of the clear off the body of the car. All I can say is thank God Steve has good, talented friends. Ted, the auto body teacher at the vocational school where Steve teaches welding, spent days sanding, spraying and buffing the car to its current state of beauty. You know how it is though… the old emblems looked like crap next to the fresh paint. The mirrors were pitted; the turn signals were clouded. The quick engine swap quickly turned into a mini restoration.

I have to admit, I enjoyed most of the project. Every new piece of chrome that was installed made me a little bit more excited. Reinstalling the interior and detailing the black vinyl made the rest of my hectic world disappear. During those late summer nights, even the frustration of scraping my knuckles was a welcome relief from the normal stress of the day.

As the Woodward Dream Cruise neared, the push to get the car done was quadrupled, including a few all nighters from my husband and me, along with our friend Brian, and my sister Ashleigh. Ashleigh moved here in July, and has been helpful throughout this project, but she was especially helpful during the all nighters, supplying us with Taco Bells and an extra hand. We didn’t get it ready for the cruise, due to complications with the drive shaft, amongst other things, but we were so close I could feel the wind in my hair. Steve finished it up while I was on a business trip, and by the time I got home, everyone had driven her except me. I cannot express how happy I was the first time I sat behind the wheel and was able to go through the gears of the newly installed T5. What followed next was a roller coaster of emotions.

When Trish and I went to Ventura for the Primer Nationals, the engine had no compression, and we were hoping to find a different car, and even contemplated canceling the Coker trip. The next weekend we were in Frankenmuth, Michigan dealing with a rained out show, and feeling pretty down, as we hadn’t found a replacement car, and as far as we knew the Firebird wasn’t working out either. However, Steve and Tom, my father in law, worked for hours to get the car running, and Wednesday morning, Ashleigh and I headed out to the 700-mile drive down I75 to Chattanooga, Tennessee, home of “Corkyville.” Trish had to stay behind, as one of her cats had been poisoned and she had to take care of Rex.

The first part of the trip, from Detroit to Cincinnati was relatively uneventful. We had a fun lunch with our good buddy Vic, complete with a good hour or so of friendly chat, since we were doing so well on time. Until I hit the key! Nothing. So, Vic jumped us, we went to the gas station, and he jumped us again. We limped the car to Vic’s home, where Archie (our GM certified car mechanic friend) was called to meet us. We spent a few minutes checking the charging system, and Archie noticed the red wire running to the external voltage regulator was broken, leading to an internal short. We headed up to Smyth’s Auto and picked up a new voltage regulator, and a new battery as the old battery was ten years old. The alternator was charging fine, so we were back on the road!

The next few hours were beautiful! Ash and I were going through such beautiful mountain towns along I75 nearing Tennessee, and feeling like we had to be getting close to Chattanooga. We stopped for gas in Berea, KY, grabbed a quick bite to eat, and blasted out for the last leg of the trip. Ashleigh was falling asleep, I wanted a Red Bull, and I realized that my dash lights were no longer working. My turn signals were running slow, the headlights were dim, and we had to pee so bad that we pulled into the first gas station we found, a Conoco. We filled up the car, but they didn’t have a restroom.  The attendant wasn’t able to speak English and when I heard the “no” come out of his mouth, I had no idea where he was telling me to go. The only other place open at midnight in West Hills just outside Knoxville was a Wal-Mart. We got a jump to get from Conoco to Wal-Mart, where there was a nice bright parking lot and a pretty clean toilet. We picked up a meter to check the alternator, and headed back outside into the balmy Tennessee night. To make this trip even more comical, I have a pretty severe allergy issue, and we happened to be at a Wal-Mart that was positioned next to one of the largest hay farms in the region, and it had just been bailed that night. I couldn’t stop the sneezing, was dead tired and refused to stay the night in that parking lot. We needed another jump, and so I asked these farm-looking guys for help.  Their one -legged woman friend hopped into her truck and drove it over to jump us.

We got the car running again, went back toward the Conoco station, and camped out in the car in the Autozone parking lot. Needless to say, sleeping in a ’68 Firebird does not work real well with the stock interior, as the seats don’t recline.  We weren’t sure about the neighborhood, so we had the car locked up as best as we could. It was a beautiful sight at quarter after seven when Dennis showed up to open the store. At 7:30am, Don allowed us in to use the restroom. We started up the car, and tested the alternator. It was reading 10.5 volts. Believe it or not, Autozone actually had the correct alternator. We just had to swap the pulleys! They helped us out with tools to swap out the parts, swapped the pulleys for us while Ash and I had breakfast, and about 20 minutes after we had the alternator in hand, we were back on the road.
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Thursday at the Rally headquarters was full of reuniting with old friends, meeting new friends, and being schooled about what rallying was all about. We were amazed at the Southern hospitality! Everyone had a suggestion and a hint… so they really shouldn’t have been too surprised when on our first day we were only one second off on one of our timed legs. We were super stoked, but nothing compared to us receiving our ACE stickers on Sunday! Believe me, this was no easy task! We had some serious obstacles to maneuver through on the races. To begin with, neither Ashleigh nor I had ever had any kind of road rallying experience. Next, our speedometer is stock, and has a gear compensation box attached, due to running a 5-speed transmission. We learned that 47mph=50mph, and everything else was an educated guess from there. We had a Chihuahua run into the middle of the road, and sit there staring us down, causing a pretty significant time delay. There were about 15 vehicles filled with slow pokes taking their time at a stop sign. It took us 50 seconds to get through a 15 second stop, and yet, because of friends like Irene, Billy, and so many others, we were able to learn how to compensate in other timed areas to make up the difference.

We finished 4th in our class, 36th overall. We were a little over six minutes off in our timed rally over three days. Not too shabby, and Ashleigh and I were still friends at the end of the road course.

While in Chattanooga, it wasn’t all about the rally. We spent some time up at Corky Coker’s farm, chatting with Casey Coker-Cunningham and visiting her beautiful little babies. The boys were a little over a month old, and absolutely adorable! Our friend Jamie, from Honest Charley’s Speed Shop took us out on the town in downtown Chattanooga. Between the Redneck-Italian wedding murder dinner, and causing a ruckus in the quiet streets of a quiet Tennessee town, it was a night to remember!

After the awards reception in the amazing Coker Museum, watching so many of our friends receiving super cool awards, not to mention the cash prizes, Ashleigh and I are already counting down the days for the next Coker Rally. And the next one will be bigger and better than ever, going from Chattanooga, all the way to Vermont, right near where Ashleigh graduated from High School! Rallyers, watch out. The Fitz-Matson sisters will be back again!
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Marilyn: Meghan’s ’57 Caddy

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In Casner Illinois, right next door to where Meghan Ackerman grew up, was a place that most little girls wouldn’t care much for: a junk yard. But Meghan wasn’t like most little girls. She spent her days amidst the old battered cars in the yard of Casner Motors. She’d sit behind the wheel, and climb under the hoods. She learned the parts of the motor and what made cars tick. Meghan says she didn’t like the newer wrecked cars that lived in the junk yard. She associated the big, older cars in the back of the yard with style and safety because their wreckage seemed less severe. She’d leave her toys there, and her mom would have to walk next door to fetch them from the old cars and return hood ornaments and hub caps that Meghan would bring home. Christine, the owner of Casner Motors, didn’t care if she was there, as long as she stayed out of the way, and would even dish out a free soda now and then if Meghan climbed the soda machine to the top. She developed a strong fondness for hot rods and older cars. She’s owned several older cars, including her very first: a 1964 Plymouth Fury with a 318, push button automatic, not an easy car for a young woman to drive! But all of them have led her to where she is today, with the love of her life: a 1957 Cadillac named Marilyn.

Marilyn used to belong to a friend of Meghan’s family – a guy who was like an uncle to her. As soon as she laid eyes on her, she wanted this car. Meghan helped him work on Marilyn because she knew a lot of mechanics and places where vintage parts could be purchased. A few years later, after the passing of Meghan’s Mom, she received a call from her “Uncle.” He said he needed to sell Marilyn, but before he put an ad out, he thought he’d offer her to Meghan first. Without hesitation, Meghan said, “She’s sold!”

In the six years that Meghan has had Marilyn, she’s done very little to her. She’s close to perfect being stock! She lowered her 3.5 inches, added new pipes and a pretty pink and teal pinstripe job by a fellow Throttle Gal: Dy.

Marilyn is Meghan’s main mode of transportation. She moved with her down to New Orleans and then back to Illinois, after Hurricane Katrina. The two have traveled all over, only making short stops in small towns when something on Marilyn finally breaks and Meghan needs to fix her before motoring on. Meghan says that she feels the best when she’s behind the wheel of Marilyn. “The way she sounds, and the way she drives, nothing inspires me more than driving that car. The sky could be falling, bank negative, and I get in my car, start it, and I get goose bumps when she goes into 3rd gear.” Meghan knows every little noise and nuance of Marilyn – more than her mechanic even does!

Meghan’s love for motors doesn’t stop at cars. Back at her dad’s place she has a 1973 BMW motorcycle with a sidecar. She says it does need a little work, but with a little T.L.C. and elbow grease, she knows she could kick it to life.

Upon her return to Illinois, Meghan joined Paddy’s Car Club out of Decatur. She met these guys at Bomber Bash in Peoria, Ill., where she was doing some pinup work. Two weeks later she was in! She joined with the goal of finding like-minded hot-rodders, and that’s exactly what she got! Paddy’s Car Club members are some serious hot-rod lovers. There are few rules: your car has to be pre-1964, has to be running and they travel as a pack to every show. She’s got the mechanic side of things down, but she’s really looking to expand her skills in upholstery.

Meghan lives the hot-rod culture full time. Her job is traveling with Bare Ankle Burlesque. (Check them out on Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/bareankleburlesque). According to their online profile: Bare Ankle Burlesque is a traditional style burlesque dance troupe inspired by the buxom beauties of the late Vaudeville and Burlesque theaters. Based out of Decatur Illinois, these three lovely ladies have it all, beauty and brains not to mention miles and miles of leg! Meghan performs as Miss Audra Von Tanz, and she and her fellow, tattooed, near six-foot-tall beautiful cohorts travel from place to place in the safety of Marilyn. She says that the best part of Bare Ankle is that they are all tease and no sleaze; they are classy – just like Marilyn. In the coming months Miss Audra will be participating in the Viva Las Vegas contest. You can check out their Myspace for more information and to even book the Bare Ankle girls and we urge you to go online and vote for this fellow Throttle Gal!

As far as Marilyn, Meghan has few plans for her. She works well the way she is; but maybe someday Meghan would like to bore her motor .040 over. She travels fast the way she is though. Meghan says, “She goes 90. It just takes her a minute to get there. This car is heavy and long!” She tends to go pretty fast in her, as Marilyn’s slight shimmy around 65 says she wants to go faster. Somehow Meghan is able to convince most police officers of this if she’s pulled over for speeding.

Maybe it’s the love that she gets, or her Voodoo “mojo bag” Meghan put in her glove box, or Meghan’s bond with her, but Marilyn continues toting Meghan around with her fellow rodders from Paddy’s Car Club, and the Bare Ankle Burlesque ladies. She’s a strong ol’ girl!

Perhaps it was her roots in the junk yard, or her growing up around her dad’s tattoo shop: Tantric Tattoo in Decatur; whatever it was, Meghan is a Throttle Gal through and through.

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