Apr 14, 2008

A Quiet Rumble Down Memory Lane

It was a dark and dusky twilight, my husband and I were back to back playing dueling computers when we heard a low rumble coming down our drive. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. And what to my wondering eyes should appear, a little red punchbug, '67 was the year.

So here's Debra, in my drive, in the coolest car in the world. Look closely at her facial expression. She is wondering how this nutcase got in her cool car, she looks a little uncertain about what I consider the greatest ride of my life. How's that for a best friend?? That's some howdy-do.

Check out this dashboard. It's so bare! I'm sure Debra will love having her legs shown on the internet. . .

Ah, the memories.... the 60's.... Oh, wait, I have no memories of the '60's. Mine start in the '70's. My mother had a powder blue punchbug like this though, I bet she has fond memories.


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