Lill'brother that's an insulto to American cars to call it a car, if I remember well it was used to pack tuna. Great sandwich in rye though.

Edvard

Sounds like my brothers volkswagon, I am sure he put 10 in there and my other brother had to keep clearing the windshield for him because his wipers never worked. great write and thank you for sharing, put a smile on my face Ed.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Wonderful carful of memories to enjoy, Ed!ET

Ed, it's the old beaters like that, that made driving fun.

Cheers,
Dan

Whonda Rhonda the Wonder Honda - that's a poem all in itself! LOL An excellent trip down Memory Road. :)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Rhonda the Honda, Duct Tape, and a ton of friends - sounds marvelous, Bro.

Only cars I had were American: mostly GM products, one Mercury. My favorite car was my 1987 Grand Am (she was a dark slate grey with red interior), especially since after I got my CD player installed. Then I could jam with my Cajun tunes; it was great! :) Now my car consists of my feet and my blue crutches, which I call "The Blue Flash". LOL I walk everywhere. Can't afford a car, not even a dead one. LOL Great write, Ed; LOVE your car series!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

This is real cute, I owned a little volkswagen in 56, and on, we had to use a prophane torch to keep the windshield open , I remember, when I lived up in the Gatineau hills it got to minus42 that day, and I had just enaugh, the size of a goose egg, to see out, it was like driving a tank, but it would start ,just on one cylinder, than two, and if you moved the foot just in the right rythem, the others would kick in, I walked into basement bar my hangout, there was a guy doing the excact same thing with his foot, to show his buddies, I watched for a second and walked over, and sure enaugh, he was explaining the proceedure, we all had a great laugh, and a few for remembering all the funny things that others had experienced, thanks for the reminder Ed. Bless you guy! Jasmin Horst