A Dodge Dart with push button transmission.
Every time you pushed a button,the whole panel fell out or I should say in.
I was just talking to my sister about what has happened to all the “boys” who couldn’t wait to get their first car and how they would spend all their time with their car,fixing,racing,souping them up,the louder the better.
I had a friend from school and she had a boyfriend who had a “62” Impala. 20 coats of gold flecked paint on that car.It glittered like you wouldn’t believe.
Now many kids don’t even want to drive.My sister thought her son would never drive.He wasn’t interested.
I know of many kids like this.
Back in the day, we were chomping at the bit to get our learners permit. Then got our licenses ASAP.
I remember the day I got my license. It was an overcast slightly rainy day. About one or two hours after I got my license, I drove myself to work. Man, I felt HUGE.
There was something about having a car. It wasn't just FREEDOM, there was also the sense of personal responsibility. Maybe that's the whole issue with todays society. No desire for personal responsibility. No desire for advancement. Who needs freedom, if there is someone to take care of all your wants and needs?