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Who me?? Never!
Well, probably.
I do have a soft spot for early A bodies. The very first car I ever drove was my Mom's '63 Dart. It was white with a red interior.
It was supposed to be given to me as my first car, but my Dad decided it was too light in the rear (since my older Sisters couldn't drive it properly and kept losing control of it and smashing it up) and he wouldn't let me have it. They were incompetent drivers and I paid the price for their stupidity.
Typical of my Dad, he would let his wife and my sisters drive it but wouldn't let me. He only found his balls when it came to me and always made up for not using them with them by beating me down.
Too bad because it was a nice car with a slant and push button tranny shifter. It looked a lot like this...
Who me?? Never!
Well, probably.
I do have a soft spot for early A bodies. The very first car I ever drove was my Mom's '63 Dart. It was white with a red interior.
It was supposed to be given to me as my first car, but my Dad decided it was too light in the rear (since my older Sisters couldn't drive it properly and kept losing control of it and smashing it up) and he wouldn't let me have it. They were incompetent drivers and I paid the price for their stupidity.
Typical of my Dad, he would let his wife and my sisters drive it but wouldn't let me. He only found his balls when it came to me and always made up for not using them with them by beating me down.
Too bad because it was a nice car with a slant and push button tranny shifter. It looked a lot like this...