@Mike the Dog: Totally dug the link, even though I did have to paste it in manually.
@Mike the Dog: Totally dug the link, even though I did have to paste it in manually.
I grew up in South Bend in the 70s and 80s, and Studebakers were as common as dirt. There was at least one in every neighborhood. I think I was desensitized by it, to the point where I still don't get all excited when I see one. It's a shame, because even in South Bend they're not common anymore.
@JoeHardrock: Agreed. The '70 front clip just looks better than the '69's.
@stoke has a JDM front wing: Indiana doesn't like you, either, so it's even.
Crack pipe even if the price were $47.50.
Good Lord. I owned one of these, well, with a regular top, but it was by far the slug-slowest car I've ever owned. Why would anyone want one of these after 25 years? Crack pipe.
Yick!
The sedan rode on a longer wheelbase than the coupe. Nobody knows why.
@FromaBuick6: Most of them.
Hey, wait now, my ex-wife drives a '90 Caprice.
I've been using the Shelby for 25 years. I use it primarily because I can tie it in my sleep. The Shelby does work best with ties of heft; you get a pretty tiny knot with light, limp ties. The Shelby knot tends to be a bit asymmetrical, too, but it shows less with heftier ties.
Daggone it, Graverobber, quit making me laugh at work! Constant fear of F-4s landing on the hood, indeed.
Why in holy hades did Chrysler think it was a good idea to put a black dashboard in a car with an otherwise white interior?!!?
Wasn't the '72 Camaro a bit of a rare beast? Wasn't there a big strike at GM that year that caused production numbers to be way off?
I have always hated the Collonade bodies. But I must admit to feeling a touch of nostalgia over this car, even though the '83 Renault Alliance I once owned had more rear-seat legroom than this thing.
And I'm just glad I live north of 38th St. and don't have to venture anywhere near that morass today.
I live in Indy. Can hear the cars run from my house. I'm looking for ways to avoid the race. And all the traffic it brings.
A guy I used to work with had a '46 Plymouth sedan. He called it "the DeSoto" because he thought it made the lowly Plymouth feel more upscale. Anyway, it was slug-slow and handled like a marshmallow. But I have never ridden in a car with that much rear legroom. You had to get entirely out of the back seat to touch…
Tom Kennedy!
Want. Dad had a '66 this color. Bigtime childhood memories going on.