Where I saw one: at the weekly Pavillions car show
Nostalgia factor: 2/10 – the equivalent of mom jeans
Baseline: 0/10, because I never owned one. +2 because Dad owned 5 pickups. – 1 because three were Chevys. -10 because none were F150s. +1 because one was a Dodge. -1 because it was a Crew Cab before they were cool. -10 because it had a bed cap, instead of being a dualie.
-10 because it was the company car of the Sparkle Buggy Wash. +10 because that role was not filled by me, because i quit. +1 because it was real handy when resealing the parking lot. +0 because i was involved in the process, but managed not to get any tar on my white shoes. +0 because i worked at the car wash in the first place. +0 because I never had to clean the pits.
What exactly happened between then and now??? Who knows? Thanks a lot, Stroh’s!
You need to drop his ass off but still get to class on time. And not be seen by your Sigma Chi BF.
Enter the Suburban. Plenty of room. Plenty of width for those uncomfortable rides/drop offs by the Shaw Theater. Plus, it says “friend zone” if you’re caught. Plenty of mass for the implicit “I will run your ass down in a heartbeat if you speak of this night to anyone at the Lounge.”
Car and Driver said of the 1982 Camaro: “928 aspirations; 924 execution.” That sounds about right, except that a 924 would be preferable. Ooooh that (924) shifter! This is a 1983. We know, because of the “H.O.” badge. This meant an extra 25-45 hp. to 190 from the small block 305 cid V8. By way […]
Just look at the license on this 2014 Chevrolet Corvette midlife crisis mobile. Random alphanumeric assignment or trolling: “this is me (age 44) and what i am looking for in a future trophy wife/Italian confidential secretary (23).”