Walking down memory lane looking at the old cars today. I drive by PJ’s all the time. They have some really nice cars.
My dad had a ’69 Pontiac Gran Prix, white with black top and red interior. That car was all engine with a little space for people, and a non-existant back seat.
My first car was a yellow ’72 Beetle. Previously my older brother had a beige beetle, ’67 or ’68 I think it was, which he spray painted bright yellow with forest green fenders. We also had an orange ’69 beetle at one time.
Oh, and by the way, when we were kids growing up we used to have wacky made up slang nicknames for everything (a la Seinfeld) and would call the Karmann Ghia a Common Beater 🙂