My first car was a white 1965 Rambler Classic. If you have never seen one, imagine a refrigerator turned on its side with wheels attached to it. I drove it for my last couple of years of high school and eventually sold it. Then I bought a 72 Buick Riviera, then a 74 Ford Pinto, which was the car I courted Lanette in, and she still married me!
I have owned all kinds of cars over the years: a 66 Lincoln Continental, a 65 Ford Econoline pickup, a series of Mercury Cougars, a 49 Dodge Coronet, a Scion xB (the toaster), and my 68 Mustang. They all have one thing in common, I don’t keep them for very long. As I write this, the Mustang is on Craigslist for sale or trade. I have had it for a couple of years, and it has been fun, but it is time for a new toy. Continue reading Shiny Cars
A few years ago I was happily winging my way toward Monterrey Bay in my wife’s PT Cruiser. The stereo was blaring classic rock, I had just finished an In-N-Out Double Double and had an ice cold Diet Coke in the cupholder. Everything was great.
Then, only 45 miles from my destination the car began to act funny. As I pulled up to a stoplight in Los Banos, the car began to make a crunching noise. Then it wouldn’t go. You don’t have to be a master mechanic to know that these are bad things. Continue reading Choices
I have a 1968 Mustang. It is a 6 cylinder with an automatic. I love the car, it is fun to drive and I get waves and thumbs up wherever I go.
I also have a 2008 Mustang. It is a 6 cylinder as well, with an automatic, but this one is a convertible.
Of the two Mustangs, the newer one is much nicer. My ’68 is a classic, but I wouldn’t want to drive a long distance in it. It is kind of noisy, doesn’t have a whole lot of power and doesn’t ride or turn particularly well. Sure, I could fix all those things by adding more modern parts to it, but it is still a car that is over 40 years old. Continue reading Old vs. New
When I bought my F-150 SuperCrew pickup, I told people it would be the last pickup I ever bought, and I meant it. It was a great truck, and that is why I had no problems selling it to my son, Critter. I sold my pickup and bought a toaster.
It’s a really nice toaster. It has a lot of room. Looks good, the color is kind of gunmetal. I like it. It doesn’t have a lot of power, but it does the job. As toasters go, I think this is the best one around. Continue reading Toasters
I just bought one of my dream vehicles: a 1968 Mustang. Okay, it’s not fully one of my dream vehicles, but it is close.
I have always loved Mustangs. My little brother, Tim, was almost born in one as our neighbor drove my mom to the hospital in his ’67 fastback. All I can remember thinking is, “She better not mess up this car. It’s too nice to get messy…” Even at an early age I was a man of great compassion. Continue reading The New Mustang