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'59 VW Bus.
1962 Corvair - 2 speed automatic on the dash! Unsafe at ANY speed! Kept a sandbag in the trunk because the front end would lift up at speeds over 50 mph.
68 Mercury Comet
71 Maverick with body panels from 3 different cars of different colors......
Never had an exhaust system the entire time I owned it, and starting it on a cold morning was like fogging for insects...
Used nearly as much oil as it did gas, and the radio was wired through the light in the floor shifter, requiring the lights to be on for the radio to work...
A far cry from the Suburban and Volvo in my driveway today...
1977 Buick Century Special. Had to buy my own car to learn to drive, as it made my parents too nervous to have me drive their car!
'69 FIAT 850 coupe.....i just found one to restore
With three-on-the-tree.
Wish I'd never sold it.
'50 Chevy coupe.... Straight 6 straight dive
I wore it out between Kingsport and Raleigh and sold it to my brother in law who had some work done and drove it a few more years.
It cost $125
1965 Austin Healey convertible, British racing green.
The first car I owned was a 1972 Puke Green Plymouth Duster. 225 Slant-6 that ran like a son-of-a-gun, considering its size.
I got my license in my parent's 1971 Buick Centurion Cabin Cruiser, the day after a 3" snowfall. My dad figured if I could pass my license in conditions like that (even managed to parallel park the thing), I could drive anything in any weather.
'56 Ford Country Squire - 9 passenger (the formerly family ride)
ping for later
1972 Olds Cutlass.
1962 Dodge Lancer...think the '62-63 Valiant and you'll have the idea. They changed it to the Dart the next year, I believe.
'64 Chevy Impala.
Primer and torquoise.
Slip'n'slide Powerglide
'65 Ford Falcon, extra chrome, bucket seats, air conditioner (which may have been after market), baby blue. Ran like a top - no idea where my Dad found it. Wish I had kept it - it was clean as a whistle.
I remember we had to drive it to Salt Lake City in 1963 while my mother ran for Mrs. Utah. Whe was sooooo embarrassed! Little did she know she was 30 years ahead of her time and the SUV craze.
It was lime green and completely stock except for the 200 Watt amp that routinely blasted AC/DC down the Jersey Shore.
However, I learned that if you don't drive drunk, bring home your dates on time and are willing to put up with a lot of chatter, girls will tell other girls who are willing to see past the facade and sit on each others laps to get to someplace cool (like an all-boys high school dance). Ha! I don't know if I was more popular with the girls or the guys at school when I would show up with a carload Catholic school girls!
I nearly cried when it was towed to it's final resting place in 1989.
The ride preferred by the Daddy of the MacDaddy!
