cardaddy
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All this talk of manual transmissions. This is what I learned on, a 1963 Ford Econoline 3 on the column, and I was NINE at the time. (That wasn't in 63, but not that many years afterwards.) 
It was my Dad's Dry Cleaning van and he kept a box of snow chains under the seat. When I was driving he'd put the box up in the seat so I'd have something to push back against while I sat on the very edge of the seat.
So much for seatbelts! And you can bet, if there was an accident, you were the first one there, and the last one to leave. (probably under a sheet) :laughing:
We had a place at the lake back then, and would go at least once a month and literally all summer. I'd drive everywhere we needed to go. Need to go get bait, I'll drive Dad. Go for more gas for the little fishing boat (10hp limit on a 650 acre lake), I'll drive Dad. Go out to eat... well of course I'd drive then (cause Dad was gonna' have a few cocktails if you know what I mean).
By the time I was 13 I would drive around in Atlanta. Never forgot the first time he had me driving out working with him, FIRST DAY and we came up to a busy intersection with a red light on a freaking HILL. He figured he was testing me, I just slipped it into 1st, waited for green, and motored on through.
And of course our other car (from my teenage years) was an 71 Olds Vista Cruiser, just like the one on That 70's Show (except black with wood grain sides). :dblthumb2:
It was this color blue! (probably the same as below, just not faded)
It was my Dad's Dry Cleaning van and he kept a box of snow chains under the seat. When I was driving he'd put the box up in the seat so I'd have something to push back against while I sat on the very edge of the seat.
So much for seatbelts! And you can bet, if there was an accident, you were the first one there, and the last one to leave. (probably under a sheet) :laughing:We had a place at the lake back then, and would go at least once a month and literally all summer. I'd drive everywhere we needed to go. Need to go get bait, I'll drive Dad. Go for more gas for the little fishing boat (10hp limit on a 650 acre lake), I'll drive Dad. Go out to eat... well of course I'd drive then (cause Dad was gonna' have a few cocktails if you know what I mean).
By the time I was 13 I would drive around in Atlanta. Never forgot the first time he had me driving out working with him, FIRST DAY and we came up to a busy intersection with a red light on a freaking HILL. He figured he was testing me, I just slipped it into 1st, waited for green, and motored on through.
And of course our other car (from my teenage years) was an 71 Olds Vista Cruiser, just like the one on That 70's Show (except black with wood grain sides). :dblthumb2:
It was this color blue! (probably the same as below, just not faded)
