That is when we had ours, I was 8---it was our first brand new car...I learned to drive in that car...
And I lived in Boulder Colorado---when I was in high school I would take that car to the parking lot of the school at night, and we would have races in the snow--IN REVERSE!!!
It was a hoot, but one of those things that if Mom and Dad found out about they would either die, or kill me! LOL
Ours was more a lemon. I remember we took it to Wisconsin from Virginia, my parents went there to buy some dairy cows for our herd. Traded it off in 69 for a 67 Plymouth, by then, the transmission was about shot. As we were leaving the lot, a mechanic came out to move it, and it totally died on the spot!! It's demise was as glorious as it was brief....