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1940 Plymouth Convertable |
My uncle drove plymouths but I don't remember seeing him drive a car like this. The reason? I was not born until 1945.
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1940 Plymouth Convertable |
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1957 Chevrolet Bel Air |
My father, as I mentioned before, drove Chevrolet. Dad did not have a '57 but it was a classic. This 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air is beautifully restored.
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1957 Chevrolet Bel Air |
These cars are all charming but there is another type of car which has its own charm.
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1948 Plymouth |
My uncle may have owned one like this colored gray instead of rust. I hope that I have not offended any one sentitive to shinning paint.
I have a confession to make. I wanted to buy a Chevy instead of going to college. Father told me that was not wise.
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1968 Corvette Convertable |
My corvair was quite a bet more practical than this car would have been.
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1968 Corvette Convertable |
I nearly got into trouble with the Corvair. I hate to think what might have happened if I had a car like this. Maybe the reason Dad got me the fancy car was because he knew I wanted a Corvette. Dad listened to me!