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Originally Posted by Mass_nerder
I was in my first year of university and my dad told me he was going to buy me a car...turns out it was my cousin's grandma's car (she was moving into a home).
1985 Plymouth K car (this would have been in 2005). It was in fantastic condition, and she had kept literally every piece of paperwork for any work done on it, all at the dealership basically. I guess back in 85, a passenger side mirror was an option, because this one definitely didn't have one, or ever have one for that matter.
I cringed when he gave me the car, but when I was living in residence I was basically the only one who had a car, so everyone loved it. I can remember driving back to Calgary with 5 people in the car, only hitting 100km/hr going down a hill, and feeling the car bottom out every time we went over a bump.
Terrible car, but some pretty funny memories.
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I remember driving my Dad's station wagon as a teenager. In the movies, they all make fun of that guy. My friends were thrilled that I had transportation. It had a cassette player, we were set!