Your First Car

Phoenix
WOW!!! What a beautiful car :-D

Timber ain't bad - he just acts that way!

My first "car" was, in fact, a motor cycle - I forget the make - but it was one of those incredibly quick little 70's Japanese 360 ccs - dammit, HOW could I forget! It is was a classic, even in its time......Yamaha! That's it!

Then, wings clipped and all sensible like, I got my first car - if you can call it that - a 1957, rust-encrusted Hillman Minx - oy veh!

they had cars back then????

ok, i believe the car part, but did'nt the dinosaurs need to ferment for a while in order to make oil and then gas???????

dlowan
A motorcycle? WOW!!!, I'm impressed!

Oh Pueo, you're bad, lol

no, no, no, i'm not bad, i'm just drawn that way

according to timber and booman i'm obstreporous and pensively pugnacious

hey gezzy, doesn't this remind you of debacle, count fathom, jef2k, vsecrets, and andrewt?

where was deb, when we were doing this?????

I was having a REAL life, goddammit!

what! this isn't real life???????

nah.... 'tisn't all bad, though....heehee!

LOL Pueo. Ahhhhh, the good old days :-D Reminds me of now ;-)

dlowan
This works for me. You guys crack me up. And people ask me what on earth I do in the middle of the night. I tell them that I bet I have more fun than they do in the middle of the day ;-)

Oh??????????

They sure do ;-)

Gezzy- I don't think that mine ever looked THAT good!

I have to say, Gezzy - that I enjoy in real life carrying on much the way I do here - they are not so different, in some ways...

of course it is, its reel three of a five reel film entitled "We're all bozos on this bus"

All right, y'all ready for a sexy classic car?



1979 Datsun pick-up. Only mine was the King Cab -- which meant there was an extra 8 inches of space behind the seats to put spare parts and oil. Actually did me very good. I got it with about 160K miles and left it with about 230K. Had to leave it in California with my family because it sports a 1974 cylinder head -- which had no port to hook up to the catalytic converter, which leaves it woeful in the emissions department. Good little truck, though. I abused the hell out of it.

The one I remember most from childhood, though, is my dad's 196? Nash Rambler, which he bought as a hippie and my friends called the Green Grenade. 3-speed manual on the stem shifter. If you moved the board in the back you could watch the road go by underneath your feet.

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What a landbarge that was.