What car did you learn to drive in?
#93
1954 Chevrolet, straight shift, that my Dad bought for me & two brothers. We all managed to have our fender benders in it. My Aunt would take me out on old back roads, make me turn the car off & go from there....that car hopped more than a frog, but I finally got it down. When I got my first job, I bought a brand new 1966 Bahama Blue (almost green color) VW.
#94
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Join Date: May 2009
Location: Merced, CA
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My Dad's old 1939 Ford. It had a crooked iron crank that most
of the time had to be inserted into the front of the car and turned
around. It flew faster one day and broke my father's arm!!
But it would go through desert sand, steep hills, was a real work
horse. Dear old Dad wrecked it in the Yosemite hills one dark night,
years later sister and I found it and took off one of the big headlights
on one fender.
of the time had to be inserted into the front of the car and turned
around. It flew faster one day and broke my father's arm!!
But it would go through desert sand, steep hills, was a real work
horse. Dear old Dad wrecked it in the Yosemite hills one dark night,
years later sister and I found it and took off one of the big headlights
on one fender.
#95
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Join Date: May 2008
Location: FL
Posts: 16,574
Originally Posted by Auntie M
60-something Plymouth stationwagon, 3 on the column. I avoided hills, called it the tank. So heavy, it'd roll down the hill before I could pop the clutch. Not afraid to drive anything after that experience.
#97
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Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Bikini Bottom
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Originally Posted by Ramona Byrd
My Dad's old 1939 Ford. It had a crooked iron crank that most
of the time had to be inserted into the front of the car and turned
around. It flew faster one day and broke my father's arm!!
But it would go through desert sand, steep hills, was a real work
horse. Dear old Dad wrecked it in the Yosemite hills one dark night,
years later sister and I found it and took off one of the big headlights
on one fender.
of the time had to be inserted into the front of the car and turned
around. It flew faster one day and broke my father's arm!!
But it would go through desert sand, steep hills, was a real work
horse. Dear old Dad wrecked it in the Yosemite hills one dark night,
years later sister and I found it and took off one of the big headlights
on one fender.
Funny thing is most of my hot rods were 4 speed cars and the motors I built for them usually killed starters (12.5:1 compression) so for the longest time I would make sure to park my car on hills and places that I could coast a bit and pop the clutch to start it. When we would get tired of trying to find hills or pushing them I would go put a starter on it.
Billy
#99
I learned how to drive in a 1967 Buick Skylark stick 4 speed with a possy rear end. It belonged to my husband and he taught me how to drive and I got my license. My Dad refused to let me drive his car or get my license. I really had fun with the car....like I laid rubber every time I could!
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