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Originally Posted by Frazod
Heh. A few days before Christmas of '85, I was driving from Norfolk back to Missouri in my old beat to shit '77 Monza. Was a broke-as-**** newly married E-3. I knew the car was on its last legs, but we had to get it back to Missouri so my FIL would cosign the loan on a new one. At pretty much the halfway point, just west of Charleston, WV, the engine died. We were ****ed. Ending up selling it to a guy who worked at the gas station for $100 and a ride to the bus station.
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LOL I wanted a Monza Spider when I was 16 and looking at cars. That was 1977. I ended with a Chevy Concours and that I think was a blessing. That hatchback Nova was an awesome 1st car. Especially for a golfer who always gave his teammates a ride to and from the course.