So, what traumatic or erotic event or base need triggered your initial attraction to a FWD?
If you've heard my story before, well tough tookies -- you're gonna hear it again. [img]graemlins/
.gif[/img] For some useless fluff I'll even treat y'all to some background for the year leading up to "The Discovery":
It's 1999, and I had given away my Dk. Gray-Grn '84 Riv driver to my niece the year before since I would be on an overseas project for a year. So when I get back I made sure my next job here had a company car just to preserve my Imp. For the record I picked a Concorde with the middle size engine. It was ok I guess, plenty quiet & a cute dash but boring to drive. But I digress.
Anyway, I didn't like that job so after a couple years I snag a contract gig in Dayton. It's a 5-hour weekly commute each way in the Gizm we had picked up after my daughter had totaled the pink '83 Riv that replaced the '83 Grand Marquis she also totaled. But I digress.
Anyway again, I'm getting VERY tired of that little red spud, but can't for the life of me decide what I'm gonna grab as a big full-frame V8 cheap used driver. The field of choices was very limited at that time:
- A TownCar - meh, toy motor, plus latest re-skin has not depreciated enough to suit me
- A Roadmaster - nice, but a little too similar to my Imp
- Another Imp - sorry, redundancy alert
- Any Chrysler - too vanilla and WWD = over it.
- I'm not a pickup truck guy, at least not a driver = Next?
- The only interesting American SUV is the re-designed Explorer = hello? Retail!! MSRP!! = against my religion.
SSSSOOOooooo, it's already 2 months getting more depressed in the spud, so one day I eyeball this white funeral coach with a sign sitting on a giant lawn in front of a funeral home and KAPOW! Am I a dumbs#!T! I had never even considered a D- body. The only thing I can figure is I had been ignoring them ever since being turned completely off by that puky TBI motor the first time I stopped to look at the re-skin at a dealer in '93.
Well, anyway again, I have wifey Fed-ex a money order and the rest is history. The white color really got on my nerves after 2 years too, so hence the current dk. gray vision.
Now my life is full as long as I think I've pissed off at least one brand-new Cady owner each day, or anyone else for that matter in any (add German or Jap make here) who takes too long figuring out what I'm driving.
Edited & smaller words used to answer Revoh's whining . . .
[ 02-02-2007, 07:50 AM: Message edited by: 96 Black ]