Remember the big GM Station Wagons with the third row rear facing seat?
My Childhood Buddies Parents had one and riding in that seat was an interesting experience.
I hated driving behind someone whose rear facing seat was full of kids. It was like being at the monkey cage bars.
Ours had two sideway seats that folded up from the floor ... can’t remember GM or Ford .... it was 1950 something ... 7, 8 9 .. ???
My uncle just put us rug rats in the back of his pickup truck everywhere we went. He didn’t have to bother with fighting, whining, “I’m hungry”, “I’m tired”, “it’s raining”, etc., when he dragged up from Santa Rosa to San Fancisco and other places to go fly his 18-foot homemade kites and other fun.
My dad had a Chrysler wagon with that third seat.
Made me sick sitting back there, facing backward.
Could be it was because the air conditioning never got back that far so it was always hot and my dad was either accelerating with his right foot or braking with his left foot, never just driving a stable speed. . .(puke)
My Dad had a 1960 Chevy station wagon with the rear facing third seat. Active in Scouting, he learned to leave the rear window down. With the car full & three Scouts in the rear seat, at least one was guaranteed during the ride to toss his cookies. Better on the car following us than inside.
I always rode shotgun.
;^)
My Childhood Buddies Parents had one and riding in that seat was an interesting experience.
My experience was gained in an American Motors nine passenger wagon with a third row rear facing seat. I lived in northern Wisconsin as a teenager and our neighbor's were planing a trip to Canada and invited me along. They were planning to drive from Pembine to Remember the big GM Station Wagons with the third row rear facing seat?
My Childhood Buddies Parents had one and riding in that seat was an interesting experience.
My experience was gained in an American Motors nine passenger wagon with a third row rear facing seat. I lived in northern Wisconsin as a teenager and our neighbor's were planing a trip to Canada and invited me along. They were planning to drive from Pembine to Sou St Marie and I got the short straw. The drive took about 6 hours and we stopped several times to stretch our legs. I did not get car sick, but every time we stopped I had a discomforting visual effect of everything I looked at was rushing toward me at 60 miles per hour. The visual effect return to normal after a few minutes which was good as the vertigo made walking difficult.
Regards,
GtG