1963 Austin- Healey Sprite
1978 Trans-am i bought it off a lesbian for $300
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A '61 Chevy Impala convertible.
3-on-the-tree, with a '59 235ci 6-banger that my brother had overhauled. He was originally going to fix it up for his wife, then got a great deal on another car (in better shape) for her.
He tried to sell it for $100 and nobody bought it, so he gave it to me. It was red, with a grubby more/less white tree-sap-ridden top, a white hood, and primer around the tail-lights.
I was 15 (1972?), and thought it was beautiful.
3-on-the-tree, with a '59 235ci 6-banger that my brother had overhauled. He was originally going to fix it up for his wife, then got a great deal on another car (in better shape) for her.
He tried to sell it for $100 and nobody bought it, so he gave it to me. It was red, with a grubby more/less white tree-sap-ridden top, a white hood, and primer around the tail-lights.
I was 15 (1972?), and thought it was beautiful.
'73 Dodge Charger purchased new from Chrysler Overseas Sales, RVN. Took delivery in Des Plaines, IL 11/72 when I rotated and reported to my new duty station.
1960 Ford Falcon. $550 Bought in 65
1955 Ford Customline 4 door with a 292 CI "Y" block engine and a one barrel stromburg carburetor.
Parents bought it for my 16th birthday from a very senior lady that lost her DL for the princely sum of $300. Seats had been covered in clear plastic from the day she got it, so that was the first to go. Drove it from my senior year in HS through the first year of college. Sold it before getting into the Army.
Looked just like this one, same color and all.
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Parents bought it for my 16th birthday from a very senior lady that lost her DL for the princely sum of $300. Seats had been covered in clear plastic from the day she got it, so that was the first to go. Drove it from my senior year in HS through the first year of college. Sold it before getting into the Army.
Looked just like this one, same color and all.
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Friend of mine had one. In 1978 He drove me to Ft Worth from Alva to a job interview. His had a Pioneer Supertuner cassette deck AM/FM. We were rockin it all the way there and back. It was small but immaculate.
1947 Plymouth Special Deluxe with suicide doors.
It was similar to this but dark green and not quite as slick.
Man don’t you wish you had that car now? Beauty.
My first car was gifted to me by me old dad. A ‘53 Chevy station wagon. It had been a house painter’s car. I think Dad might have paid $150 for it. It had this setup on the roof held in place by suction cups and some kind of hooks, as I recall, that the painter used to strap his ladders on the old beater with. It smelled like hot tar and paint and chemicals and sounded like a bucket of loose bolts. It was mostly a light blue but different parts were either primer gray or rattle can black. I got in a bunch of fist fights at school because guys would make fun of me and my old jalopy. But being a station wagon, with the seats down in back and a couple of old blankets, it served me well for awhile in high school as the “Love Mobile” until I was able to save enough money to buy a better car. But it was so ugly, pretty much anything would have been an upgrade.
Car #2 was a Brown (turd color)Dodge something-can’t remember- but it had those great bigass fins flanking the trunk. I mean like great big bat wings they were. This one girl I’d see sometimes would sneak her mom’s cigarettes out to smoke, and she managed to catch the back seat on fire. I whipped into the Crosswinds Apartments there on about NW 58 and May in OKC, yanked the bottom foam part of the smoldering back seat out and threw it in the pool. Slowly, over time, I killed that old giant cruise-boat of a car and left it dead, no bottom to the back seat still, in the parking lot of Shotgun Sams Pizza Parlor at NW 36 and May. This was around 1968-ish.
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