Lighten up, Dad.
Where I saw one: High school parking lot
Nostalgia factor: 6/10 – Ahh, memories – mostly not mine.
Baseline: 2, since I never personally owned one; +1 because Dad had one; +1 because it had 4 wheel drive; +1 because it had a V8; -1 because it didn’t have a 440; -12 (includes -2 for no column shifter) because it had a manual – this meant a tractor transmission, and a 3 foot gear shifter; -7 because as far as I could tell, it shifted like a tractor too – as smooth and serene as Ned Beatty in the woods; -1 because I never drove it; -5 because Dad refused to take the roof off; -1 because “It might leak when you put it back on” is lame; -1 because “where would we store the roof?”; -10 because “duh, you just built that huge garage you never park in.”
Yo may remember this truck from such adventures as Flat Out in Ohio. It’s no mere Adventurer 150. It’s the quickest “car” in America, ca. 1977. And the best part? It’s not an overtuned diesel, compensator smokestacks notwithstanding. No giant clouds of gritty black smoke to ruin everyone else’s view.
Yesterday, I rented a Dodge Avenger because the Flex was offline. I get a rental car on overnight repairs, courtesy of Ford ESP. The dealer said, “you can get one from us, or from Enterprise.” I was like, “you, You! YOU! I’ll take a Mustang GT convertible, thanks very much.”
So, the dealer shuttle
craft dropped me off at Enterprise, rather than deal with my inevitable disappointment. No worries.
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