I loved my little red Chevette, but it succumbed to Ohio’s winter road salt and alternator addictions. It was in the age of CB’s and convoys. That car would easily do 90 mph, and as the semis did too, we sort of watched out for each other once a member of a convoy knew I was heading up the road in the midst of them. Sort of fun back then.
Here’s another old joke. A car sputters up to toll booth. The toll taker realizes the car is on it’s last breath and will probably die on the turnpike but it’s his job to collect the toll so he tells the driver, “$5,” The driver replies, “Sold,” gets out of the car and walks off.
swami mommy about 10 years ago
At least he has a car, Baldo.
ladykat about 10 years ago
I miss my first car, 1964 Corvair
gaebie about 10 years ago
Sounds fair to me as well. The tire actually might be worth more than the Chevette. (and please don’t confuse that with a CORvette)
Comic Minister Premium Member about 10 years ago
Agreed Baldo.
celeconecca about 10 years ago
I loved my little red Chevette, but it succumbed to Ohio’s winter road salt and alternator addictions. It was in the age of CB’s and convoys. That car would easily do 90 mph, and as the semis did too, we sort of watched out for each other once a member of a convoy knew I was heading up the road in the midst of them. Sort of fun back then.
patlaborvi about 10 years ago
Here’s another old joke. A car sputters up to toll booth. The toll taker realizes the car is on it’s last breath and will probably die on the turnpike but it’s his job to collect the toll so he tells the driver, “$5,” The driver replies, “Sold,” gets out of the car and walks off.
Reality,really? about 10 years ago
As I tell my teens. 2 wheels or four. Your choice when then complained about driving the family caravan.