No. 3 was a 1963 VW Bug I bought off my friend’s father. 32 mph and gas was 33 cents a gallon (can you imagine that?). I threw in a dollar’s worth of gas and I was golden for the week.
The fourth was also a classic in its day. A turquoise green 1965 Plymouth Sport Satellite, with a 383- cubic-inch motor that had 325 horses under the hood. I had a lot of fun with that one. Also gave me my first speeding ticket!
No. 5 was the one I wish I still had to this day. A candy-apple red 1969 Ford Galaxy Convertible. That vehicle was a pleasure to drive. It had a ton of room in the front seat. It was like sitting in your living room.
No. 6 was a 1974 Olds 442 convertible. I seem to have been going through a “soft top” stage for a bit?
No. 7 was a 1971 Scout “two-seat” hard top. It could push snow for such a small vehicle, but Scouts were known for rusty bodies. It was also old and I was constantly working on this one to keep it alive.
My friends got a kick out of one of my troubled weeks with the Scout and as the story goes, I drove to the drive-up window to cash my paycheck. The teller handed me the envelope and pleasantly wished me a “nice day.” My flustered response was, “That’s easy for you to say? You don’t own a Scout!”
No. 8 was a 1978 Chevy K-20 pickup that I bought from Volpone Ford back in 1979.
This one was a real workhorse. Many times I pulled other trucks out of snowbanks while mine seemed to be unstoppable! I got all my worth from this one as I drove it until it could drive no more.
No. 9 was a turquoise and silver 1996 Chevy Z-74, figuring I had great luck with the previous Chevy. It came stock with a five-speed stick. I put some dual exhausts on it, which gave it a nice “bark,” as they say.