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Way cool 70s dude......I remember driving the Impala version, in the parade celebrating our football team winning the state championship. I think I might have knocked up my girl in that car too......ahhhhh....sweet memories....It was triple white, with the expensive optional CB, AM/FM, 8-track radio, and wire wheel covers. For some reason I have always had white, green, or black cars......must be some kind of personality disorder....She is Beautiful......Be cool.....Mike
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You would not believe the interior space in a Delta 88 sedan with a bench seat.
And it had not a single computer.
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That is sooooo nice.
I love US cars from around mid 60's to mid 70's. I remember as a kid building plastic models of Plymouth, Mercury, Corvette & the like. I think the company producing them was AMT:- does 'the Kat from AMT' mean anything?
Pure nostalgia; thanks for sharing.
Mike
I love US cars from around mid 60's to mid 70's. I remember as a kid building plastic models of Plymouth, Mercury, Corvette & the like. I think the company producing them was AMT:- does 'the Kat from AMT' mean anything?
Pure nostalgia; thanks for sharing.
Mike
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You can fit at least six high school dance team members in the back seat. Take my word for it. And yes, I am talking about when I too was a teenager.
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In 1969 when this happened, not everyone on the planet had cell phones with cameras in them, so, no, there are no pics.
However, there was another interesting thing that happened. As we were returning from the event (I took them to an event at a different high school than we went to. None of them could drive at night, so they asked me if I could give them a ride. My mother, (obviously sensing the moment) allowed me to drive her car at night to another town, about twenty miles away for the first time ever. They were doing their dance number in the back of the car, along with the three that were in the front seat with me (they had dance numbers that they would do seated at pep rallies and so forth) which created a lot of back and forth in the car as I was driving down a very curvy River Road alongside the Mississippi River in Destrehan, La. I went around a curve a little too fast and almost hit a police car that was coming the other way. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw his lights come on and him starting to turn around. I took the first right turn (there was no left, as the Mississippi River levee was there) and then saw another road on the right with a Dead End sign, so I took that one and zoomed down it and turned into someone's driveway, turned off the lights and told all of the girls to get down. Less than a minute later I saw the cop car zooming down the road that I had turned off on. I waited about fifteen minutes and got out of town. That was my first experience at eluding the police, at the tender age of 16.
However, there was another interesting thing that happened. As we were returning from the event (I took them to an event at a different high school than we went to. None of them could drive at night, so they asked me if I could give them a ride. My mother, (obviously sensing the moment) allowed me to drive her car at night to another town, about twenty miles away for the first time ever. They were doing their dance number in the back of the car, along with the three that were in the front seat with me (they had dance numbers that they would do seated at pep rallies and so forth) which created a lot of back and forth in the car as I was driving down a very curvy River Road alongside the Mississippi River in Destrehan, La. I went around a curve a little too fast and almost hit a police car that was coming the other way. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw his lights come on and him starting to turn around. I took the first right turn (there was no left, as the Mississippi River levee was there) and then saw another road on the right with a Dead End sign, so I took that one and zoomed down it and turned into someone's driveway, turned off the lights and told all of the girls to get down. Less than a minute later I saw the cop car zooming down the road that I had turned off on. I waited about fifteen minutes and got out of town. That was my first experience at eluding the police, at the tender age of 16.
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I have a couple old cars also, but there're only original , like yours, once, as they say.
Russ
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OK, here is the best that I can do for a photo. As it happens, several of those same ladies get together once a year in New Orleans and I was invited to meet with them. Here we are at The Famous Door on Bourbon Street, last Saturday. There was a batchlorette party going on to the right of us which was obviously getting my attention, as you see me in the back, not involved in the picture taking. These were all beautiful girls back in 1969 and now beautiful women, all of us at 62 years of age. Actually, the lady all the way to the left, of whom this is a terrible photo was our Parish (county) beauty queen who was a cheerleader when she went to LSU. She is one of the prettiest girls that I have ever known, this photo does not do her justice. Four of these girls lived on the same cul de sac as I did.
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I got it last late summer. No history to my family. I do have a nice paper trail including docs from orig owner.
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