by doc leech » Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:54 pm UTC
First one was the gray ghost - 1981 Nissan-Datsun 510 station wagon. Rust holes 6"+ wide, nothing close to watertight (obviously), an AM radio only (or something horrible like that), and bike wheels that were dangerous in any kind of slick condition. Oh, and replacement parts in the engine. Made of wood. Yes, I had a wood engine (twas safe, no worries!). My father is likely the manliest man ever. The surprising thing is that the car ran great right up until... "the incident".
After that, had one of those Chrysler minivans that were all the rage in the early/mid 90's. You know the ones, usually dark blue with fake wood down the side. That was the college transport. Needless to say, it saw some serious times that I won't discuss here, today. heh...
Next up was the 1995 Civic EX. Got that around 2000 in mint condition and went nuts with it. Astronomically expensive stereo (with the first XM radio sold in NOVA, according to myer-emco. probably a lie, though), very nice simple-style rims, 15/5 tint & sunstripe, lowered to the point that the wheels wells had to be... adjusted (AKA hacked off). Yes, I was young and dumb. I like to think it didn't look as stupid as some of the other 'tricked-out' Hondas I've seen. Mine was simple white with black windows, no stupid looking spoiler, no insanely noisy exhaust without purpose other than to make noise, no chrome, no cheesy tacky over-the-top rims, and no music blasting in disrespectful places and situations. Bunch of other small changes, basically sway bars, intake and such. Shorty shifter was freakin' wonderful. At least it was to me, as a non-carguy. Also, while parked the windows and sunroof would crack themselves in hot temperatures, then roll themselves up if it started to rain or if people got too close. I miss that car sooo much...
Anyway, my current car is a 2003 Acura 3.2 CL Type-S. Fully loaded, still like new. Love it. Honda/Acura's are the bee's knee's!
Good lord that was longer than intended.
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