He sends it to me, I let it fester in my inbox until the day that the email goes down
Meanwhile, tell us your childhood dream car then and now, and if you ever bought it after all
He sends it to me, I let it fester in my inbox until the day that the email goes down
Meanwhile, tell us your childhood dream car then and now, and if you ever bought it after all
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I have always thought the prettiest little car is a Triumph Spitfire; I’d want one of course from the run after they fixed the suspension problem that caused them to roll over. My step-brother’s was from before the fix and he rolled it. Any color, even primer gray would be fine. Another choice might be a 1963 or 1964 Ford Falcon with the 289 V-8. I’d like a black one with red interior, please, and just regular tires and rims, and moon hubcaps.
I’m 6’1″ and my brother’s spitfire was a nightmare to drive with how all the pedals were offset to the left. That little six cylinder was a spicy little meatball, and troublesome to keep the carbs synched. He ended up breaking down on the interstate and left it, and not even an hour later came back with a tow dolly to find it gone.
My first car was a 69 Ford Falcon with the 200cc straight six. Man, do I miss those bench seats.
Childhood dream car? I always wanted a Barbi Jeep. No idea why that’s the one thing I never got. Maybe I never put it on my Christmas or birthday list, when it would have been most likely for me to get it? I was spoiled (knowingly — not a brat about it, but I got a lot things that I wanted when my family was able), so the fact that I never got that stands out in a weird way.
The closest I got to it was in college when I got a Geo Tracker. I loved that thing. Learned to drive stick shift on it. Taking the top off was a royal PITA, though.
Dream car now? I’m looking forward to my soon-to-arrive ID.4. I wouldn’t necessarily call it my dream car, but it checked all the boxes on paper and the test drive went pretty well. I’ll miss not using the brakes, though. The massaging seats may make up for that.
Mine high school dream car was a Karmann Ghia, any year, bright yellow, just my size. A few years after that, a university friend’s father bought her an orange late-60s model and I was consumed by jealousy. I don’t think I ever spoke to her again. I never subsequently bought anything with that kind of cachet, sadly. Right now I’m driving a 2010 Toyota Matrix 5-speed which is pretty much what I can afford – low on gas mileage, low on insurance, low on cachet.
I wanted a 64 GTO . But I bought a 1968 GTO that had been up engine to a ram air 3 400 CID. Way to fast for the drum brakes it had. Sold it to buy a brand new 1975 Triumph TR6,had more fun with that car than you could believe. Dam I wish I had them back now. Dream cars they very much are.
I really liked the Alpha Romeo Quadrafino (I think that is what it was called–it was a cool-looking convertible). I never got a real one, but I think I have the Matchbox version somewhere.
Currently, I would like to get–or at least see in person–a VW Westfallia bus. Impractical and underpowered but too expensive to offset that.