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| I'm almost afraid to admit this, but here goes...
In the mid sixties on the farm I learned to drive on a Depression Era Model A "hybrid".
It was a Model A front end (no cab) with huge wooden spoked rear wheels and axle. After plowing and pulling stumps with that hilltop stop signs held no fear for me. Then in the mid seventies Dad gave us an old Volkswaggen Beatle to run around the orchards.
Good times. |
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| Dad had a 67 VW bus when I learned. It was so under powered that I could often drive the PA TP completely floored for the entire trip and only get to 65 with the help of big hills. Taking the driving test serpentine in that pig.....
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| quote: A 1987 Dodge Omni:
Is the L car a “real nice car” too? 
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| 1949 Chevy coupe....manual trans of course. |
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Back, and
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| 1976 Datsun pickup, short bed, reg cab, manual: steering, windows and locks. 4 speed manual. It did have an add on A/C but never really cooled. It mostly just had 260 A/C.
I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. -Ecclesiastes 9:11
...But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that sweareth by Him shall glory, but the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped. - Psalm 63:11 [excerpted] |
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| quote: Originally posted by USMCE4retired:
I'm almost afraid to admit this, but here goes...
In the mid sixties on the farm I learned to drive on a Depression Era Model A "hybrid".
It was a Model A front end (no cab) with huge wooden spoked rear wheels and axle.
I remember bombing around fields in similar contrivances on farms when we visited upstate NY all through the sixties. They called them Doodlebugs. Today they’d lock you up for letting your kid even near one of them. Thanks for bringing back some great memories. |
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