1980 datsun 510 4 door hatchback. aka: ugliest thing on four wheels, ever. I blew the head gasket about a month after I bought it. Unfortunately, that meant that I had to drive around with the heater on to help the engine cool all summer (it was HOT) while i saved up the money to buy the parts and pay for the machine shop work to fix it. It would be 95+ degrees and I'd be driving around with all four windows rolled down and the heater on full blast, blowin steam out of the radiator overfill tube. good times. about 3 weeks after I finally fixed it, some old bat fell asleep behind the wheel and hit me head on, destroying my car. I got $900 from the insurance company for it.
1986 Chevy S-10 Blazer with a loud system. A Blazer was the schitt back in the 80s! LOL
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You White dudes were whippin'. It's interesting to hear of the relatively nice 'first rides' you cats were pushin' compared to the brotha (as Census data would corroborate in terms of racial-ethnic income disparities). I had to wait for my come-uppance.
A '72 Mustang Fastback which I bought for $700. The gas gauge didn't work so about a week after buying it I ran out of gas on the way from work on a very busy street and caused a 5 car accident. Miraculously I came out of the ensuing carnage without so much a scratch. After about 3 years of other similar events I was convinced the car was haunted and sold it to a German man with limited English for $400.
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Threw the timing belt in 1988, that was the end of that story.
Why did I have a diesel in Minnesota?
It was green.
Sold it to some kid for twice what I paid... he was going to drop a nitrous oxide kit into the poor thing.
I blew the head gasket about a month after I bought it. Unfortunately, that meant that I had to drive around with the heater on to help the engine cool all summer (it was HOT) while i saved up the money to buy the parts and pay for the machine shop work to fix it. It would be 95+ degrees and I'd be driving around with all four windows rolled down and the heater on full blast, blowin steam out of the radiator overfill tube. good times.
about 3 weeks after I finally fixed it, some old bat fell asleep behind the wheel and hit me head on, destroying my car. I got $900 from the insurance company for it.
My first car was this little, exploding eyesore (the 1979 Pinto), except mine was plain and had metallic-blue paint):
Peace,
Big Stacks from Kakalak
classsique car! have always wanted one
Some might say that they're feminine, but I think they're cool as F*ck.
You White dudes were whippin'. It's interesting to hear of the relatively nice 'first rides' you cats were pushin' compared to the brotha (as Census data would corroborate in terms of racial-ethnic income disparities). I had to wait for my come-uppance.
Peace,
Big Stacks from Kakalak