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Is this guy holding his dick hostage?Jeke, believe it or not, someone at SPD just sent me a picture of you just after high school. I had no idea this was you!
Is this guy holding his dick hostage?Jeke, believe it or not, someone at SPD just sent me a picture of you just after high school. I had no idea this was you!
saustage ?Is this guy holding his dick hostage?
1970 Datsun 1200 fastback. It was the precursor to the Datsun B210. Soon afterwards Datsun became Toyota. The 1200 was a poor high school boy exuse for a Datsun 240 Z.
gives us fine outstanding members of society something to talk about besides the turmoil that exists at the present time. mine was a 1992 2 door acura integra 5 speed, that beast would peel out in 1st and 2nd gears.
I am the oldest fart here...57 chevy...
I am the oldest fart here...57 chevy...
1975 Chrysler Cordoba with Rich Corinthian Leather.
400 4B V8.
Ahhh, ok. My cousin had a light blue Omni identical to the one posted earlier in the thread. Think the one you posted is the turbo Omni which are rare and were actually somewhat desirable on the tuner scene for a minute.
A 1980 Dodge Aries K.
Sky blue. Bench seat, stalk shifter, 13" steel wheels with 155/13s to get all them ponies to the tarmac.
I got it in the late 80s from an old lady who was dying of emphysema. It had about 8,500 miles on it. The interior was caked with smoke residue and didn't have a single option on it - it didn't even have a passenger-side door mirror. I bought four Sears tires for it and was good to go.
It was a raging piece of s*** from the second I got it. My brothers and I thought it'd be funny to see how long it would take to get to 80, so we launched it down the Taconic. After about 12 minutes of seeing the needle waiver between 65 and 70, we sorta figured that 80 was a bridge too far for the blue bomber.
It was resilient, though. They used to have gas stations in the median of the Taconic. We were at the one just north of I-84 when my brother and I accidentally set the engine on fire.
We tried to top off the oil and managed to splash some on the exhaust manifold which set the entire works to blazing. It probably took three or four minutes until we were able to run enough water back and forth from the softdrink fountain to put the fire out. (Busy gas station parking lot right on a heavily trafficked parkway - car clearly on fire...starednot one person managed to offer any sort of assistance.)
We stared at the car for a while after the fire was put out wondering what to do - we ended up just closing the hood and driving home with black scorch marks all over the hood.
Maybe not, Netman. 55 Ford Fairlane Convertible. Complete with fenderskirts and Hollywood mufflers. Sweet car.
LOL! That's hilarious. I could tell you a story of a VW rabbit which was loaned to me and a friend by another friend during a party weekend visit to Boulder Colorado. My friend Joey was really abusing the car and as we pulled up to the host's house after a sushi dinner it caught on fire. We jumped the fence of pool and took the tub that had been used for the keg and filled it with water and doused the car. When Bobby (our host who loaned us the car) returned back to the house (everyone else had been dusted by us on the return trip) he just calmly came into the house and with a deadpan face said, "Joey, you torched my car" with that we tapped another keg and nothing further was mentioned.A 1980 Dodge Aries K.
Sky blue. Bench seat, stalk shifter, 13" steel wheels with 155/13s to get all them ponies to the tarmac.
I got it in the late 80s from an old lady who was dying of emphysema. It had about 8,500 miles on it. The interior was caked with smoke residue and didn't have a single option on it - it didn't even have a passenger-side door mirror. I bought four Sears tires for it and was good to go.
It was a raging piece of s*** from the second I got it. My brothers and I thought it'd be funny to see how long it would take to get to 80, so we launched it down the Taconic. After about 12 minutes of seeing the needle waiver between 65 and 70, we sorta figured that 80 was a bridge too far for the blue bomber.
It was resilient, though. They used to have gas stations in the median of the Taconic. We were at the one just north of I-84 when my brother and I accidentally set the engine on fire.
We tried to top off the oil and managed to splash some on the exhaust manifold which set the entire works to blazing. It probably took three or four minutes until we were able to run enough water back and forth from the softdrink fountain to put the fire out. (Busy gas station parking lot right on a heavily trafficked parkway - car clearly on fire...starednot one person managed to offer any sort of assistance.)
We stared at the car for a while after the fire was put out wondering what to do - we ended up just closing the hood and driving home with black scorch marks all over the hood.