Straight Line of the Day: OK, I see that some Nukers were alive in the 70’s. Car memories include…
I’ll begin: the green Monte Carlo I had, at 18 (because back then kids could afford beater cars), and the super-8 film I took of it (because video cameras were far out of my price range!)
Also had a ’68 blue Mustang hardtop with a 390 engine. Had to get rid of it when my Dad objected to it sitting in the driveway forever, waiting for funds for shocks repair. Wonder what it would be worth today! Second owner.
First car was a ’63 Dodge Dart wagon with push buttons for the shift. Sure I caught a lot of flak for it but when you folded down that rear seat at the drive-in, it was game on!
Putting a sound system into my 1968 Mercury Montego, and having to shape a board to hold the rear speakers when the cardboard rear deck couldn’t hold them.
Also, helping my dad rebuild a 1963 Plymouth Belvedere engine after blowing a hole in a piston, then having the engine so tight that it wouldn’t run until we set the idle so that it would go 30 mph without touching the gas pedal…
Cruise night on Van Nuys Boulevard… the souped-up cars, the chrome, the babes…
Lap belts, floor-mounted dimmer switches, and window cranks.
Now get the hell off my lawn. And take that damned emu with you, or I’m having an early Thanksgiving.
Wait a sec. i learned to drive on my Mom’s Ford station wagon: It literally had a floor button that controlled the high beams! We thought nothing of it.
’75 Mercury Cougar. Not the car but the Farrah Fawcett commercials.
I remember a friend who had an old Buick Roadmaster that had a bad starter. Everywhere we went, all the passengers had to get out and push it fast enough that he could pop the clutch and get it to kick over…
“Hey, kids! We’re going up Mount Washington!”
{Groan}
Rear-facing back seats in station wagons.
Those were things still into the 90s, and might still be today. I recall owning two Ford Taurus wagons with the third seat, and once saw a Volvo with them as well.
Don’t recall Subarus ever having them, and I think that covers most of the major players in station wagons.
… not having been conceived yet.
Windshield wiper-snapper.
Had a Chevette. Taught me plenty about how to do car repairs. You get what you pay for. LOL
Surprised you weren’t in the driveway every damn weekend.
My 1966 Rambler Classic 550 with FOLD FLAT front seats! Lost my virginity in that car… still has lots of memories, besides that one…!
I’m her father. Where are you?
My daily driver is a 65 Impala 2dht that my uncle bought new. Still runs great. 327/275 horse.
1971 Plymouth Duster with the Straight Six. Dad bought it from a church member for $1. We immediately named it “The Doghouse” because, well, the owner had been using it as a doghouse. Fur, crap and other unidentified detritus was found in that car, had to tear out the seats and literally hose it out. One bonus was that the neighborhood kids had been working on the motor for fun and it was in tip-top shape.
After replacing the seats with those from a 1972 Dodge Demon, we put in some remnant green carpet from the house (matched the exterior) and upgraded the stereo system, it later received The Lambrogreeni. One neat feature was that I could pull the key out of the ignition and toss it to the folks riding with me and the car kept running. Also there were these 2 manual vent doors just under the dashboard that were convenient for keeping…stuff.
Oh, memories…