I can report that the 1990 Cadillac Allante is a fine Christmas tree transporting machine. Just don’t expect to listen to any Christmas music on the disaster of a factory stereo.
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With all the salt on the roads up here, the sport wagons become the winter dailies while the other 3 sleep indoors till spring. Far from “beaters”; its not that we want to subject them to corrosion and rust, but when forced to decide, they’re not as special as the others in the herd. Actually finally got around to…
I couldn’t get it to work. It asked me to enter my salary...then abruptly redirected me to chrysler.com.
Not me but a friend and not a car but a bike meet.
My friend had a 1975 BMW R75 that was stolen. It was Red, fairly stock but had an aftermarket seat on it that was a period correct import from Germany (I don’t know anything else about it, but it was basically a cafe racer style seat). Under the seat had a small…
A little more than 40 years ago I entered a low key car rally and sports car meet in my 1962 Jaguar E-type convertible. It might have been a Jaguar marque meet, but I don’t recall. By the way, I was still in high school and at the time Jaguars, even E-types, were just funny furrin’ cars, probably a step below Chevy…
My dad has attended the Hagley classic car show in DE every single year it has been held. For 20 years, we faithfully bandaged up his 1953 Morgan +4 well enough for him to attend the show. Every year they have a theme (for example Fords in 2004 for Ford’s 100th anniversary), and in 2016 it was “unrestored originals.”…
One of my favorite memories from a car meet was this last summer. An elderly gentleman, probably in his eighties, had a 1940 something Plymouth coupe with rumble seat. I was admiring the car, wondering how the hell someone was supposed to get in or out of the rear compartment……I started up a conversation with the…
Unacceptable. The whole benefit of Car2Go is that you can always find a quasi-legal parking space to jam one in. If I have to drive around until I find a GLA-sized spot it’s pointless; better to take Uber or CaBi. Or maybe the mythical new JUMP electric bikeshare bikes, the newest and most high-tech way to be hit by a…
I had two terrible dealership experiences in Las Vegas. The first was at the Subaru of Las Vegas dealership when I was looking to lease a BRZ. I wanted it in the WR Blue Pearl but the only one they had on the lot was red. They offered me a lease price which was around $450/month, but I didn’t want to put anything down…
I cannot tell you how close I came to buying one of these wallet guzzlers.
I must have missed this one. Too bad because I actually have a good one for this. Sorry, it’s a long one.
After my grandmother stopped driving and gave her 1970 Malibu to my dad, we would always give her a high speed ride whenever we visited(she was a bit of a leadfoot). It was almost a blessing that she died at the age of 97 before finding out that her beloved Malibu had been totaled by a driver drifting over the…
After my grandfather’s dementia progressed to needing to live in a nursing home, I talked the administrator into letting me leave his truck in a parking spot next to his patio. He had no keys and the patio gate was locked and too high for a 90-year old to get over - but the mere presence made him significantly happier…
I too agree on the point about independence and possibility. Your comment helped me to see my mom’s situation a bit differently. She’s always loved the Ford Bronco II, had one in the ‘80s that she adored and traded it away for something else. She found another one about ten years ago, but for most of the last few…
well not every neighborhood has a story. my 61 chevy was up on jack stands for about 3 months when the rat bastards at city code compliance nailed a notice to my door telling me it must move or fines will be added to my property tax. guess george and mary’s zipcode does not have a busybody prick in a ford ranger…
On a positive note yesterday a 70 year old lady asked me to walk her to the parking lot. As we walked to her car, we exchange a few words and soon arrived to her vehicle. Me being a jalop I wondered what kind of car she was driving. My first thought was some sort of Toyota, a beige Camry maybe. I was also leaning…
I too wonder what possess someone to just leave a car to rot away.
What a sad story. Not just the cars, but Mary. She reminds me of a woman who was on my block growing up.