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Originally Posted by 2001orangess
don't you guys see a growing trend. Â*many of us chose the car cause it was instilled in us the american cars were the way to go, or we had a childhood memory of someone elses f body.
oh btw, i don't think my parents will buy another amiercan car after they've seen mine. Â*they always ask why my car is so loud, or why its always in the shop. Â*they think that its always needs to be repaired. Â*they even mentioned about trading it in. Â*however, they don't have a problem buying an american suv or minivan
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To further my cause;
I am coming from a different era then youse "young bucks." Â*
I'll be fo'tee years old next month, so I remember 442s, GSs, SS Chevelles, Road Runners, Mach 1 'Stangs, etc, being driven as daily drivers, 'cause that is what ya bought as a daily driver! I remember seeing a Dodge Hemi R/T sitting by the Rustic Mall in Manville. The body looked like a crushed beer can, but it was a daily driven Hemi car! This was about 1974...
Around 1977-78 I used to pass a bakery on the way home from school. One of the guys who worked in the bakery had a 73 or 74 AMX. It was black, jacked up in da azz, and had Cragar wheels on it. The rear spoiler had spider webs pinstriped on it, and the car was named "The Tarantula."
This car had such an effect on me that to this day I have owned 6 AMXs, including the one I own now. I'll prolly be buried in that car! My old man wasn't into performance cars, but he always had American cars. When I was born in '65, he was driving a Rambler. He wanted a bigger car, so he bought a Ford Galaxie. That was later traded in on a 72 Chevelle. That car lasted long enough for my older sister to inherit it, and total it during that "party period" we all seem to go through growing up. Then my Old man had a Ford truck, and since then he has owned a string of Buicks.
My first car was a 1971 Mercury Comet that I bought for 200 bucks. It wasn't much, but it was all mine, paid for by ME. No mommy or daddy hand outs. I earned the $ flipping burgers...no, actually it was more like earned the $ by cleaning out the grease traps and scrubbing the bathrooms. P/T jobs were hard to come by in 1981, so I did the jobs nobody else wanted. That car ended up getting totalled a month after I got my driver's lisc. And due to the above stated "no mommy or daddy hand outs," I rode crappy bicycles that I cobbled together until I graduated and hit the USAF in '83. Then I started on my road to ruin with the Hot Rods...
N' as far as my take on Imports...why were they allowed to flood the market in the first place? My Old Man dated a chick that had one of the first gen. Civics when it was new. I remember laffing at it...hee hee, what a funny little chit box! Next thing ya know, the Civic is the national insect poster car of the azzclown ricer set! WHA HAPPENED?????? So, call me a racist if ya want, but I call myself PRO-AMERICAN! People ask me what my nationality is, and I say "Native American." No, I'm not an "American Indian," and I'm not trying to take anything away from those people. But, I was born here in America. And I never met a relative of mine who wasn't born in America. So, I consider myself a NATIVE AMERICAN! I'm proud of my country, it's products, and the people who have served it. I've sat and drank with WW II vets, and heard all about the horrors of that war. I've read accounts and watched movies and documentories about the pussy attack Japan pulled on Pearl Harbor. I had a great uncle I never got to meet because he was killed when the ship he was on was torpedoed by the Japanese. And I'm supposed to jump behind the wheel of a Japanese car like it was "nothing?" Â*I have shook hands with concentration camp survivors, and saw the number tattooed on thier arms. The mother of a girl I dated in High School was lucky to get out of Germany before her family was caught for the "crime" of being Jewish. Everyone knows all about the atrocities perpatrated by Germany in that era and war. But, it is cool to make a few bux and buy that 'Bimmer or Benz, to show that you have "arrived?"
I'm supposed to look up to the butt munch Yuppie that just cut me off in his M5 because he is too important to just drive and not yakk on that idiot cell phone? Oh no, HELL NO, FOOK NO, NA-OH! I ain't gonna water down anything, and since cars are my passion, that is where I will make my statement. In this state alone, in recent times, GM has closed the Linden plant, and Ford has closed the Edison plant. Jobs lost, communities losing income, areas dying. But boy o' boy, it looks like par-tay time when ya groove over by the Honduh dealership! SO? WHY CARE? THE QUALITY OF AMERICAN CARS SUCKS! Oh yeah? Well, tell it to the 1998 Ford Ranger sitting in my driveway. That Ranger just happened to have been built at the Edision plant, and the friggin' thing is still on it's orig. spark plug wires! I changed the plugs, but they were even OK. Since I had the old ones out, I put new ones in! In fact, that truck is still on the orig. battery!!!!! And a few of yaz have gotten to meet my 1994 Buick Century. 175,000 miles, driven over 100 miles daily, and it runs like a top. So, forgive me if I can see the quality in American cars, but I happen to drive quality American cars every day. I can go on and on....and nobody is gonna make me see otherwise. Maybe I just should get a big American flag tattooed on my arse. Then I can tell people to "KISS IT," and really feel patriotic!
PS: I like some Imports...Canadian Beer and British Rock N' Roll is good!
Led Zep and Molson...Perfect together!