when you are at the BK Lounge having a delicious Whopper on a June night. Whats the worst that can happen? Some kids nail your car backing out? They laugh and peel out, yelling obscenities when you holler at them to stop? Like that ever happens.
It’s the ubiquitous GM A-body from the mid-70s. WooHoo!. Not only is this every Oldsmobile Cutlass, Pontiac LeMans, Buick Regal and Century you’ve ever seen, it is, down at your neighborhood Chevy Dealer, the Malibu, the El Camino, the Laguna and the Monte Carlo (yeah, not Cali, but the same climate).
Why love it, besides being old but intact?
It begat the 6000SUX (“It’s back! Big is back, because bigger is better than ever! 6000 SUX: An American Tradition!”), which inspired the 1998 Packard (“Something with reclining leather seats, that goes really fast, and gets really shitty gas mileage”).
Also, because of a close encounter in the BK Lounge on graduation night. Then there’s Annette (who no longer hates me, because she forgot she did)
Innocuous looking Chevy Malibu, AZL 744VKFW. What you don’t see is two rows of red/blue cop lights in the rear window, going off like a Fremont St. casino on meth. Somehow, in two shots, I could not capture the cop candlepower.
Anyway, welcome to Phoenix. We’ll dress up like traveling vacuum salesmen, just to separate you from your $ under the guise of traffic safety.