'67 Dodge Dart GT - silver with a black vinyl top.
Whatever happened to vinyl tops, anyway?
We fit all the equipment from my band in that car, it was a frikkin' tank.
A set of drums, an organ, a leslie, and 2 amplifiers.
(of course the drummer and guitarist had to walk to the gig).
I miss that POS.

BTW, anybody know the song "Piece of sh!t Car" by Adam Sandler? I love that song.

 

1970 VW Squareback

Parents bought it in '86 for my 16th birthday for $200. I ruined the surprise when I came home early to find them pushing it into the garage sine it didn't run. Had been sitting ina field for a few years. Floorboards completely rusted through and grass growing in the vents. Passenger door banged up so it only opened with a gut-wrenching screech that could be heard across the high school parking lot. Real chick magnet! Had originally been brown but was now faded to a dull khaki.

If that wasn't bad enough it was an automatic and fuel injected! Lemme tell ya, VW fuel injection in the '70s is NOT a good thing.

This isn't it but it is similarly a POS.

 

After the "Blow Up" incidents people tended to stay away from you. No one ever tailgated me in my '72. Mine was such a POS, that I could always get out of the school parking lot quickly, because anyone with a nice car backed off.

 

My first car was a 1969 Buick Skylark GS with a 400CI, 4 barrel and dual exhaust. I bought it in 1979 for $300.00.

-Greg

 

I don't know how so many of us survived our youth. I remember my dad saying that all teenage boys were "Young, dumb, and full of cum!" Teenagers on this board should not take offense; I know you're much more mature than we were at your age, and you're not dumb.

 

1963 Triumph Spitfire purchased new at age 22 for $1,800 in Paris, France. POE NY price was $2,200 at the time.

 

Heh heh...

 

Red 1962 Corvair Monza 4-speed. That car was a doozy! The steering column would disconnect from the steering gear and you could spin the steering wheel and the car would sail down the street in whatever direction it felt like. It would sometimes start shaking uncontrollably for no apparent reason. The front luggage compartment lid (like a hood, but engine in rear) once flew up, off the car, and sailed neatly through the passenger side of the windshield of a moving van in back of me on freeway -- fortunately, no passenger on board. The brakes once failed and I sailed through a stopsign and centerpunched a camper driven by a really old couple, dumping it on its side. The rear doors flew open and out came dishes, clothes, etc., which traffic proceeded to run over mercilessly. I could go on and on for days. Ralph Nader would have loved me.

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by The Raptor
[B]Red 1962 Corvair Monza 4-speed.

 

You all are way to spoiled my first car was a 73 beetle, bought it for around 400 dollers front end wass smashed in and it was construction cone orange. Car had approx ~360,000 miles was on its second replacement tranny and we think the 4th motor. Never were sure as the spedometer had been rolled back to 180,000 miles or so.