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Things You Don't See Anymore Part 3
- Thread starter Richland123
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We could go deep into micro cars here with things like the Messerschmitt. When I was a young man there were a couple of these around where I live.
The Amphicar:
I used to live on a lake, (Upper Nemahbin), where a guy who had a summer cottage on an island on Lower Nemahbin used one of these to get there from the boat landing. He also drove it on the freeway with no problems.
Take a look on the web to see photos of the rear of one of these where you will see the two propellers.
The Amphicar:
I used to live on a lake, (Upper Nemahbin), where a guy who had a summer cottage on an island on Lower Nemahbin used one of these to get there from the boat landing. He also drove it on the freeway with no problems.
Take a look on the web to see photos of the rear of one of these where you will see the two propellers.
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Elementary school rooms with the cursive alphabet posted on a wall.
It always puzzled me how much H2's got scapegoated as being the "worst gas guzzling bad for planet earth vehicle of all time". I mean yeah they were really bad on gas but when they came out everyone had V8 full-size 4x4 trucks in the suburbs lol and still do. A Dodge 5.9 or Ford 5.4 around the same time got basically the same MPG but nobody was up in arms about that.
Yes sir. I could squeeze 12 MPG out of the 5.9 in my Ram is I was coasting downhill with a wind behind my back.
-Mike
That's awesome! A '68 would have a 472 stock though. I definitely believe the premium gas with the high compression. I own a 1978 Eldorado with a low compression 425 so it takes regular. My grandpa who bought it new used to joke "10mpg, doesn't matter if it's with the wind, against the wind, uphill, downhill, pulling a trailer or not!"
We called then clackers. They got so popular the entire student body was threatened with automatic expulsion if they brought them to school. It took about a dozen kids being kicked out to convince the rest of the addicts to leave them at home. I never understood the mania associated with a couple plastic balls and a piece of string.
I bought an old Pontiac hearse from a funeral home for $500. It took me another $200 to get it running and spiffed up. I traded it to a local shriner for a couple dressers recently retired from their stunt team when they decided to switch to go carts and clown outfits. One was pretty much a rag but I washed and waxed the other one and got 2 grand for it, than parted out what was useable on the rag for another 12 hundred.
It's more about the cosplay aspect of it, I think, and the gas guzzling is the excuse for scorn. I mean, if you want to ride around in a military vehicle, why don't you just enlist in the Army? People who actually use motor vehicles off road in their business - ranchers, for example - tend to buy the cheapest Ford, Dodge or Chevy four wheel drive standard pickup; they DON'T jack it up to the sky; and they just use the damn thing. Hummers, and most Jeeps, are fantasy role-play vehicles for middle aged men who'd have washed out of basic. But you can't hardly say that, so people pick on the poor gas mileage.
Oh yeah, Land Rovers in the city, too. "Look at me, I'm not just a mid-level cost-accountant in a giant corporation! I may look like that, but actually I'm an African explorer in my spare time!" Yeah, right, and mean time, the toughest guy in the room? It's that old dude over there playing Barbies with his little granddaughter. Check out the size of the forearms, then ask him about Frozen Chosin.
Preach.
I grew up in one of those stupid not-quite-podunk-but-thinks-it-is towns. All hat, no cattle. Pavement princesses as far as the eye can see.
Nailed it.
I now live in a place with a lot of Telsa Cyber Trucks and Rivans on the road. It is the exact same mentality. They just want to be seen.
A clown always needs to be the center of attention.
It always amuses me to see city drivers of big 4x4 trucks and SUVs pulling into the parking lot of a shopping center so slowly and gingerly, even though the entrance has a slope gentle enough for a mobility scooter. I guess they don't want to spill their Starbucks lattes!
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We have a name for them down here, however, it would incur the wrath of the GMods if I mention it. (think of a boat)
Back in the late 60s early 70s, the only people in LA with 4 by trucks were game wardens and pulpwood cruisers. We lived out of town and my first off road running was done in my dad’s old 63 Falcon he let me drive (starting when I was 14), on the endless miles of dirt roads near where we lived. My only restrictions were never drive it toward town and it had to be there at 0500 for him to drive it to work. I got it stuck real good in a sand pit and had to dig most of the night to get it out, but anything was preferable to him coming out to no car to drive to work.
When I was 16 a friend’s dad bought an old army surplus jeep and we would sneak on to the Ft. Rucker military reservation and run the trails there. We would sometimes go up north of highway 27, which was the impact area for helicopter gunners and air to ground rockets. One day we found a sealed drum of waterproof fuse and used it to make some bombs out of 50 cal brass, red dot pistol powder from the local hardware store, a length of fuse, and some epoxy glue. It was all fun and games until some clown tried to flush one down a toilet in a boy’s restroom at the high school. It was too big to make the curve in the throne and went off stuck in the bottom of the bowl. There was still a horseshoe shape pressed into the spackled ceiling above that toilet stall when I graduated the following year. They never caught the terrorist who did it, but they promised to unleash hell times ten on the perpetrator when they did. I left for the Corps in the fall of 74 and AFAIK they never caught the toilet bomber.
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Nowadays some guys with Ferrari's and Lambo's can't score girls that hawt! Back then custom paint, Vette side-pipes, and slot mags on a Dodge Van was the ultimate peacock feather!
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My old van.
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Why would you need a house or apartment when you own a shaggin' wagon like that?! Just killing it honestly... Gawd how come I was born in '89 and missed all the good times?!!
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