Not to steal any thunder from Skiroule and his Mutt Mod thread as there's many of us following along with his adventures. It got me thinking of my first snowmobile, the 69 Arctic Cat Panther. She was slow and she was heavy but as someone else said on here, it didn't matter what make or model, if you had a snowmobile you were living the High Life! I was just a young whip at the time, had to get Dad to start it as I couldn't pull that rope fast enough to get it to fire. Me and my brother would ride around in circles, eventually heading out on the farm fields of Wisconsin. No gear, no groomed trails, but we'd come home grinning from ear to ear. That old Cat gave us lots of memories, how bout yours!