“Deal! Here’s the Title! &, as a Bonus, I called the tow truck for ya! Here’s the key!”
I used to have one of those when I was younger. The only downside was every time I drove it I would hear Dean Martin sing.
Well, look on the bright side, maybe it will run better than Grandma’s truck.
Those K Cars with the slant 6 engine ran forever.
The Volare was pre-K, but, post-T&A!
This is good, but these girls are a little too close to a stranger in an overcoat.
Ah, yes, the 1970s: When the philosophy of American car-building changed from its historical “Run for 3 years, then fall apart so they have to buy a new one – but look good doing it” to “Why are we spending money making them look good?”
And thus Agnes and Trout began their not-at-all-lucrative career in muling!
Quick, draw up a drivers licence, get in and pick up some guys.
Cue the song: ‘Volare….”
Bought a 1982 Plymouth Reliant (K car) new. Biggest POS I ever owned. I called it Muttley. Got a bumper sticker for it: “0 to 60 in 15 minutes”. People still tailgated me. Go figure.