Sold my '64 Plymouth Valiant (with push-button gears, red exterior & interior, so sweet), moved 3,000 miles, and got married for the first time. (Shoulda kept the Valiant.)
stepping in the wayback machine for a minute.1975,my pops had a '70 valiant.my mercury couldn't catch it.it was the ultimate total "sleeper".
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good job Aggie.
Yes, thanks indeed, Aggie!
shot a compound bow straight up in the air.last one to scatter wins.i won
I was in my late 20's. My car was my dream car...a 1974 Datsun260Z. I was living in Queens, N.Y. and I was driving home to my apartment at about 3a.m. from an evening at my favorite club, The Rusty Nail, on Northern Blvd.,Flushing. 2 other Datsun Z's pulled up alongside me. We started racing and we were hitting speeds of 100 m.p.h. We were leapfrogging each other. It was over in minutes and we waved good-bye.
I borrowed my Dad's Valiant without asking. Big mistake and lesson learned.
there's just something about a Valiant.
I single-handedly managed the successful upgrade and deployment of a new environmental illumination system with zero cost overruns and no safety incidents.