My father had one in a brown metallic paint. I took my driving test in it. It was a massive beast, the best part of driving it was it had air conditioning, the first car my father owned with air-con. My father insisted it had to be backed into the garage, until I knocked over the furnace with it, then it was okay if I pulled in forward and backed out.
In 1977 dad bought his first new Buick, the first in a long line. As I recall he gave the Chrysler to my sister - funny I thought he liked her.
Ever driven a beast the size of this?
I learned on a 1969 4-door Chevy Impala. In NYC. Dear god. I guess my father figured he wouldn’t keep it much longer. I actually only scraped a side once... and never told him.
ReplyDeletemy sperm donor had a 68 camaro; I learned to drive on that. then, in the summer of 71, I took a driving course at the local public high school (I was in catlick school, none of that frivolous junk there). I took my road test in a 71 chevy impala, as big as that monster you picture. I passed first try.
ReplyDeletethe more important question is - how many bodies could you hide in that trunk?
No, never -- I've always driven small cars.
ReplyDeleteDoes a brand spanking new 1979 Impala station wagon count? I got my driver's license in it. Nearly ran into a semi while trying to merge onto the freeway as I motored my way to the DMV. Good times.
ReplyDeletedear me no I guess they were before my time.
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