Driving home from a date about 2:00AM on Storrow Drive (Boston) in a new ’65 GTO. Cop grabbed my tie and choked me to the point of nearly passing out (the seatbelt held me in the car) as several more cruisers arrived. Eventually they calmed down and apologized saying someone in a similar car had run over a MDC cop who had stopped a suspected stolen car a few minutes before.
In the early 1960’s my landlady ran a filling station in Brighton, MA. Whenever some idiot – whose gas tank she was filling – dumped his ashtray out the window she would get a broom and dustpan, sweep it up and dump it back into his car. Lost a few customers but the station always looked neat.
My “new” car is a ’06 Highlander with 80,000 miles on it. It will (most probably) go another 220,000 with no major problems. It cost (outright) less than the down payment on a new one.
In the mid 1960’s in Harvard Square I saw a girl wearing a tee shirt that said, “Warning, under my clothing, I am naked” D***, that thought never occurred to me before!
My father bought a ‘53 Caddy in 1955 for $75 when the cops made its owner take it off the road because of the smoke. (It was a simple fix: diaphragm in the vacuum booster was punctured. – Now, Anybody got a clue what I’m talking about?)
Driving home from a date about 2:00AM on Storrow Drive (Boston) in a new ’65 GTO. Cop grabbed my tie and choked me to the point of nearly passing out (the seatbelt held me in the car) as several more cruisers arrived. Eventually they calmed down and apologized saying someone in a similar car had run over a MDC cop who had stopped a suspected stolen car a few minutes before.