on your fucking street? how did you manage?
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We had a Ford Fairmont station wagon that was pretty much unkillable. My dad bought it with 5,000 miles on it and about ten years later we got rid of it with 179,000 miles. I used that car in college - once I drove about six other people to Washington, DC for a protest.
The cool thing about Fairmonts is that since they are so closely related to the Mustang, there's all sorts of Mustang high-performance stuff that you can just drop right into a Fairmont with no modification. Some folks just love to kick all sorts of Porsche and Corvette ass in a souped-up Fairmont wagon.
well, I don't know if they raced side by side, but there was a lot of very fast driving, very late at night, and very much knocked the crap out of my poor Gallant's front end one night.
The late night noise was awful though. I have no idea why they would do it on a residential street. People are assholes.
I had absolutely no idea that a campaign as such existed.
Not blaming you for it - "Love that Bobcat" sung to the tune of "Hold that Tiger" was going to come up in my head no matter who mentioned that car.
A friend of mine had a Chevette. It was killed by a canadian goose. The goose survived.
Bwah! This actually doesn't surprise me. God those were awful shitboxes. People, if you're going try to do a Japanese knock-off it's a good idea to at least make it as durable as the real deal.
Yeah, I'm really interested in seeing the odometer reading when I get it back -- as it happens, the odo had just kicked over to 70,000 this last weekend, and I noticed that I was at 70,033 when I parked it Monday night.
My old Audi would have been choice for drag-racing -- a couple of times I found myself cruising along at 90 on a wide open road because it was so damn smooth and easy. Not to mention the acceleration it had. SIGH.
Gud, that site doesn't like the hotlinking.
Happy Birthday, LJ!
A friend of mine had a Chevette. It was killed by a canadian goose. The goose survived.
My grandmother had a Chevelle, and my god was that thing a tank. No power steering either, it's amazing she was able to drive it at all.
I remember when civics were teeny little things. NSM, anymore, huh? We had a '75 civic. It sucked. It was a lemon year.