Almost as rough as the one from camp. When I search online for old pickups, they all look so… clean. Though I was never a “truck driver,” I’ve driven […]
Foxes! In 1993 I was working full-time at the airport and on the verge of getting married. I felt like I needed a more “grown-up” car than my ‘72 Bus. […]
This story pisses me off every time I tell it. In late 1994, we got my now-ex-wife a ‘95 Mazda Protege. Dark blue, with purple tones in certain light. […]
In the summer of 1993, when the temperature was topping 90 every day and the world was one of swimming pools, sports, and suntans, I was thinking about winter. […]
First car I remember is my parents’ MG 1100. Dark green. A lot like this one. Looked like a somewhat bigger Mini, pretty much. Big enough for a kid in […]