GM’s answer to the age old question: how much DO we hate our dealers? The good news is that they only produced about 17 of them before switching to the tolerable, conventional-looking notchback sedan. The corresponding bad news? All of the survivors appear to be located in Tempe, fouling my commute.
The irony here? I could not catch up to this turtle.*
*Thanks, Dept of Public Works, for the construction bottleneck. On an open road, I could toast this guy in first gear with the parking brake on.
“This is the most luxurious car I have ever owned (to that point)” – Dad, ca. 1978 (Dad’s frame of reference was kindalimited.)
12/25/79 – Star Trek: The Motion Picture with Chevelle.
Same day, Total station for gas
me: are you open? clerk: no me: *leaves without buying gas*
[I thought they made somebody stay on site like a security guard or something]
Karma: you WERE a fucking idiot, weren’t you?
New front end. Why? Milquetoast tried to pull into a parking spot. Missed. Ford pickup with a diamond plate bumper was completely unhurt.
~October 1979. Rainy night. Second solo flight in the car. Left turn (to eastbound). Front heavy V-8 car with no traction= donuts. In the middle of a 4-lane road. Spun sideways across a driveway ramp, facing oncoming traffic. Good times…
~1991 – told pops about this episode in his super luxurious Olds. Myocardial fakeout ensues.