YES! My oldest brother had a ‘72 SS with a 400 CU/400 HP engine, and fat tires. It was a monster. Fortunately, gas was cheap in the ‘80s.
YES! My oldest brother had a ‘72 SS with a 400 CU/400 HP engine, and fat tires. It was a monster. Fortunately, gas was cheap in the ‘80s.
There are a lot of things I like about this era of Cutlass, and this car is a very nice example. But $8,495 is too much for it. $2,500 seems about right.
Those are speed pipes now. Related to speed holes.
Thanks for this, I’ve learned some things, and have much more to learn.
You can find bagged milk in the U.S., but it isn’t common. I first saw it in college (ages ago), and only a couple of times since.
I’m amazed at how much work is loaded up on some weekends.
Holy cow, there’s a lotta milk in that Thing!
Your comment could ignite a flame war.
I wonder how often the average Canadian picked up back bacon in a Frontenac?
Go easy on him, his butt is hurt.
If you’ve been around Jalopnik for awhile, you’d know that the piss poor proof reading is almost a running gag. Elizabeth is far from the worst offender, but this one is a pretty blatant example. So, to you, all I have to say is this:
I had a brown ‘73 Century 4-door. Bought it from my aunt for $1. My friends and I had so much fun in it, two of them bought the same model (back when gas was 72¢/gal.).
Never sell that car.
Headline and story about Chevy and GM.
Photo of Chrysler. Lack of proofing strikes again.
Does the Changli have a family photo spot on it’s dash?
This is right where I am, right now. I like to buy and hold, keeping a car for at least 10 years if possible. And I am currently evaluating what my next car might be (TBH, I am ALWAYS thinking about that).
Put a family photo in there. I’d have thought you’d think of that Ottomatically.
When we married, my wife had a 1988 Chevy Cavalier sedan, which had 90 HP. It was the okayest of cars. I am sure that in a smaller city, it would have been fine, but for getting on Atlanta’s highways, it was way too slow. That car didn’t even provide the thrills of “driving a slow car fast.”