Needed the last 2 inches in the back of that Monza wagon to fit the bowling ball leaving college for the first duty station.
Needed the back seat and ALL the space every else to move a wife, baby and all other stuff 13 months later back to Texas.
Well, my hat is off to you for getting the job done with a vehicle that was barely up to the task. My earliest memories are of playing in the back deck of my parents’ olive green Pinto station wagon.