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When my Challenger Scat Pack was stolen back in Feb, I didn’t expect to get it back and had actually worked out a deal with a dealership 100+ miles away for a new Plum Crazy Purple one. But my car was recovered and spent almost 60 days in the shop at over $12K damage. The new one would have been exactly equipped as my

I had a 2010 R/T and have an ‘18 Scat Pack now. The SP’s 6.4 is light years better than the 5.7. I knew I would be buying a 6.4 as soon as I drove my friend’s ‘12 with it. 

Yep, it’s my dream car from when I was 16. I tried to buy a Challenger or Cuda right at the end in 1974. I had the cash to buy it myself, but at 17, I couldn’t. Mom screwed around and the good ones were gone. In 2018, I decided to get exactly the car I wanted to without any real compromises. The Toledo area is a color

Gus was a magnet for blitz attacks, I don’t know what it was, but it seemed like other dogs instantly knew he was a wuss, and would run up and grab a mouthful of hair out of his neck, not realizing that they were lighting a long fuse on a bomb. He would have a look of total shock after the first couple of bites. He

The head on the back was a trigger for King, it would make him puff himself up and his tail would go up to the point it touched his back, then the stare would start, and then as sort of a last indication he was about to go off, his ears would go up. If the right one was all the way up, and the left one was over 45

I named King before I got him, I just wanted a one syllable name and it came down to Kirk or King. He was by far, the most entertaining dog I’ve ever had or been around, but trying to convince him to do anything was a huge chore. He would always sniff like he was smelling your lies or something, and you could see him

Well, I haven’t been in that area in a long time, other than passing through it. But when I did spend some time there, in 1972-73, it was pretty bad. It seemed like a better choice than saying “The Old West End of Toledo”, as not very many people know how bad some parts of it are and have been. 

Too bad King isn’t still around, this year might have been his “big score”. He loved picking Cicadas off the lower tree branches and gobbling them up. In the pic, I was negotiating with him about coming into the house. Since it was like 95 outside, getting him to come in was almost impossible. He loved to bake in the

I got hit in the face by one about 30 years ago. My A/C was dead and I had my windows open and I was getting on the freeway and got smacked at about 60 MPH. It hurt like hell, and I had a bruised cheek and lower eye area. People thought I was in a fight.

I had a friend who was a reasonable guy, until he had his first kid, then, as we joked then, and now, “His car only makes right hand turns!”. He has become more and more conservative over the years, and it started with his kids. We live in a low crime area, but judging by the way he acted, we lived in the South side

I had an early version of this sort of nonsense directed at me 45 years ago, when I was a security guard in a Las Vegas casino. About once a day, we would be tossing some clown out, and tell them, “You’re getting 86'ed!”, take their pic with a polaroid camera, and read them the trespass stuff. They could, and usually

I’ve rented one and only one car with Hertz. My car was getting a fender bender fixed and they had some sort of deal worked out with a local Ford dealership. OK, not a huge deal, I don’t care all that much about what make the car was, or the color. I ended up with an almost new Edge and it was fine...except. Except it

I would be changing the wheels instantly, if I had one my rental Accord Sport had wheels kind of like those. I like the shape of it and IMHO, everything from the front wheels back is pretty good, or great, but the front doesn’t work for me.

Mine was a Cracker Barrel ad. I would rather risk getting it (whatever it would be)there than at Chipotle.

I’ll always have a soft spot for Olds, even over Pontiac. We were an “Olds family” from about 1966 until 1979. My dad had a ‘66 98 for a short time, it got hit and was totalled out after a failed series of repairs. It was parked with nobody in it and some drunk ran into it. The ‘65 to ‘69 period was a rapid rotation

Back in high school, there was a younger kid who gave me a definite “whackjob” vibe from the moment I met him. He just didn’t act “right” at all. I was a senior and he was a freshman in 1974.

Mine was the first time I flew first class from Vegas to O’Haire in 1981. I was 25, traveling back to Toledo with my mother. We were delayed for some reason, I think the pilot showed up sick or maybe drunk, and all I know is the pilot changed from when we got on the plane to shortly before takeoff. About 45 minutes

Back about 40 years ago, I traded in my dog of dog, lemon of lemons 1977 Dodge Power Wagon at a local Pontiac dealer. About 4 days later, it showed up on a “pop up” used car lot where dozens of used cars, some decent, some barely moving would be for sale. Most of the cars that ended up there were just private

I’ve had stuff I mailed in, including a couple of parking tickets, go off into wherever the hell the mail sometimes goes to vacation before eventually showing up. The worst example of this was one time I was waiting for a check from a nearby town. It didn’t show up a week later, and I had tax estimates to pay, so I

Putting a for sale sign on my cars always worked in the past, and I still got way more calls about them with a sign and parking the car at one of the busiest intersections in the area than have online. Last one was my 2008 Charger which got zero calls from postings online, but sold 4 hours after I parked it on a