Tim tweeted a link to an article about Chrysler’s return of the Dodge Dart. I’ve mentioned my family’s Dodge Dart in other posts (2006 and 2011). Really it’s a car my brother and sister know more about because it was before my driving years. If I have the story right, it was customized to the specifications of another guy in the ROTC department of the college where my father was teaching at the time. When he was deployed and either couldn’t close the deal or needed to sell it, my father bought the car. I’m sure the smaller size appealed to my mother, who never liked driving our ginormous Chrysler because she thought it was cursed.
The customizing was what made it the perfect ride for a teenage boy: the engine was more powerful than the standard factory engine. More pick up. More speed. My brother implies that my sister’s making up her stories of terror with David behind the wheel, racing trains and such. I don’t know. He looks like such an upstanding young man next to the Dart.
I have a birthday coming up if someone wants to buy me one of these. The car, I mean. I’m satisfied with the brother I have.
This photo would be perfect if there was a cigarette in his hand. Not that it has anything to do with David, it would just make the perfect image of a young rebel.
This photo makes me see how much Aaron looks like him.
Well Tom, David did smoke MANY cigarettes by THAT car!
Rebellious youth!
Love the picture! Who is photo bombing from the front door!?! That you? 😉
Nope, not me or anyone I can remember. I liked the way she looks in the background, though, so I didn’t photo shop her out.
Thanks (though I don’t know who shot the picture, I accept your praise on her/his behalf).
He can deny it all he wants. I remember almost peeing my pants as we flew over railroad tracks just in front of the train. He may have looked innocent but he was a devil in disguise. 🙂
“Was?” Given an opportunity, he’d still torment you. Always insist on driving.
the stock engine for that particular dart was 273 cubic inches, rather small by the standards of the time. that particular model is apparently legendary amongst the customizing crowd. i don’t know what the original would-be purchaser had done to it, but it would hold its own against much larger-engined cars. tony’s 283 chevy would be looking at its tail lights. until top end it could stay with steve’s 426 hemi and the loyd’s olds 442. it was one going machine. i’d still like to have it.
Hey, Gomer, Barney wants you to know if you ever acquire another of these sweet machines, he’ll be watching you.