for that blonde chick that drove me around in the 65 mustang and let me fiddle around with the knobs on her 8 track...
“for that blonde chick that drove me around in the 65 mustang and let me fiddle around with the knobs on her 8 track...”
Hey, sorry about that. It was my boyfriend’s car and he’d let me cruise in it while he was hunting. Sorry I missed you the next year when he had the Camaro SS. I was a bit of a tease....
It’s fun reading all your stories but I have one complaint about the muscle and hot cars that I see today. Not one has an incredibly foxy, tall blonde 20yr old driving them (that would be dearly departed husband) I always say the cool cars are wasted on the old bald guys who can afford them! Sorry, not meaning to offend anyone.
Know what’s crazy? I didn’t meet husband until after high school. In high school my one and only boyfriend owned a Camero SS, a Mustang (although I’m a total pony girl, I hated the fastback (?) rear window but loved the manual transmission, a Jeep CJ5 ( loved it...rag top and all... no power steering) and a Volkswagen bug. My husband, it turned out, had owned almost the exact same line-up of cars! Thank God when I met him he had a shortbox Chevy van!