aquaknight
Active Member
Here's my first car; 1995 Oldsmobile Aurora. Got it at 17 when I started my first internship with A.G. Edwards (now Wachovia Securities). I thought I was big time stuff back then. 250hp V8, heated leather seats, sunroof, onboard computer, car had everything, most importantly a roomy rear seat
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I did a fair amount of stuff to her, wheels, tint, exhaust, and a ridiculous sound system (2000 watts rms).
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. March 2007, coming back from the grocery store, a bag fell off the passenger seat. I look down to pick it up, and CRAP! stopped cars in front of me. I swerved to the right, the ditch pulled the car down, I launched over the driveway and through a telephone pole. IMHO, the only reason I'm still here is because of the car. If I was in a tiny tin econobox, I have doubts I would have walked away with only a sore neck. I had the car for 5 years, and had planned to keep the car forever. She was flawless and ran perfect. I could balance a nickel on the engine cover she ran so smooth.
I did a fair amount of stuff to her, wheels, tint, exhaust, and a ridiculous sound system (2000 watts rms).
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. March 2007, coming back from the grocery store, a bag fell off the passenger seat. I look down to pick it up, and CRAP! stopped cars in front of me. I swerved to the right, the ditch pulled the car down, I launched over the driveway and through a telephone pole. IMHO, the only reason I'm still here is because of the car. If I was in a tiny tin econobox, I have doubts I would have walked away with only a sore neck. I had the car for 5 years, and had planned to keep the car forever. She was flawless and ran perfect. I could balance a nickel on the engine cover she ran so smooth.