|Cool Wheels Anyone?|
Oh yes, which vehicle did I like best? This is really difficult to answer, as I very seldom have had a vehicle I did not particularly care for. My first one was a 1950 Dodge, Coronet, 2 door. It was a dark metalic green, with a semi-automatic transmission, a wood grained dash board, and a glass packed muffler. The gear shift was chrome, with the overdrive button on the end. It had quite a bit to power for a straight line 6 cylinder car.
My second car was one I really did not want, as it had to replace my cherished 1950 Dodge when it finally was in desperate need of a complete overhaul. I remember begging my dad not to sell my wheels, and I didn't want a different car. But, one day, he showed up with my first 1955 Ponitac 4 door sedan, two-toned green, and I hated it, but it did get me to where I needed or wanted to go. I think it could have also been in better mechanical condition. This one had a large V-8 engine, and was fully automatic.
I only had that car for a few months, when some not too bright teenaged boys totaled it, while it was parked on the street in front of the home of a lady and her husband we were visiting. Their tie-rod snapped as they drove too fast over some dips in the intersections in a residential neighborhood. They hit my car so hard, that it split the gas tank, spilling almost an entire 20 gallons of fuel all over the place. It was a miracle that the whole place didn't go up in smoke. They pushed my car two houses down the street, and up over the curb, barely missing a large tree in the parkway.
|Big V-8 Dodge Pickup|
My third car was another 1955 Pontiac 4-door. But, this one was "real cherry," as they say. It was in perfect condition, painted a spectacular "ice blue metalic, with seven coats of lacquer."
Since then, of course many cars and trucks have come and gone in my life. There was this really cool white 1982 Chevy Berlinetta, with really deep royal blue interior. That car was also a real pleasure to drive, and I loved driving it through the mountains between the Inland Empire and the coastal cities. Funny, but when I showed up at my office in my Berlinetta, everyone was speechless. They had not known me long enough to know the real me. I had been driving an older sedan while looking for my replacement wheels. Finally, about all they could say was, "I guess still waters really do run deep."
|My Ford Explorer With a Big V-8 & AWD|
Fully loaded, leather interior
©2009 PK Hawk
K9s are Form
When I finally sold my home, I also sold my last Explorer to some friends, who wanted it for their grandson. I had not yet decided what I was going to replace it with, so I was shopping around. That is, until I rode with a friend who has a Scion xB. At first, when I saw her driving that thing, I thought she must have lost her mind. This woman, I have known for nearly thirty years, and she has never even owned a "car" on all those years. She is a truck person, having Dodge Rams, and Ford F-250's for hauling her horse trailer, etc. Now, she was driving this ugly square box of a car. Once I rode in it on the freeway, in heavy traffic, and seeing the take-off it was demonstrating, I was now interested in checking one out for myself. So, she and I went car shopping. We visited all the car dealers within about 15 or 20 miles from home, and not one had a Scion xB on their lot. I did try a Scion sedan, which was really what I wanted, but since it was a Toyota dealer, and he was trying so hard to find what I wanted, I agreed to try the Scion sedan... I think many people would have liked it, but to me, I was disappointed. He did have some xB's on the lot, but they were brand new ones, and were the most awful, disgusting blue, that I would not even be seen in one. I think they were trying to capture the younger buyers with something a little more stand outish, and something they could add to and personalize, maybe adding flames, or stripes, or something. But that certainly was NOT ME, by any stretch of the imagination.
|My Scion xB|
|Black Scion xB|
This is one car though, that you really can't bargain over with dealers, as they can hardly keep them on the lot. Mine was a Toyota Certified Used Car, so it actually has a better warranty than if I were to buy a new one. The warranty is good until the odometer hits 100,000 miles or until 2014, whichever comes first.
Me, cars and trucks, and horses, all go together like a hand in a glove.
|This is almost identical to my last horse|
Her name was "DUSTY"