Many adults around my age look back on their childhood and chuckle at the cars their parents drove. Huge Buicks, ugly station wagons, Pintos.......UGLY, UGLY, UGLY! But if there were a contest in embarrassing cars of our youth, I would certainly win HANDS DOWN. To be fair, let me clarify: my parents drove some normal cars, like the Subaru station wagon, the Cadillac El Dorado and the Oldsmobile '88, but believe me when I tell you there were some humdingers.
Like this lovely little Japanese import - the miniature Daihatsu:
Like this lovely little Japanese import - the miniature Daihatsu:
Or the bane of my 15th year, the dump truck, complete with a wooden bed, only our model was a disgusting shade of green resembling poo.....More on this little gem later in a post about THE most embarrassing moments in my life!
And I can't forget the electric car. My parents were proud owners of one of the earliest models, a "City Car" to be exact, but ours was white.....and it resembled a cheese wedge crawling down the street, (I'm pretty sure it couldn't go faster than 40-50 mph). Of course, we also had to stop and charge it every few hours, or during a rain storm......
There was also a Triumph motorcycle with a white side car, a motor home, a wench truck (similar to a tow truck but the wench pole is bigger), a miniature yellow Honda, and the multi-colored and rusting "to-do" truck, aptly named because there was so much work "to-do" on it.....Ugh, told you I would win!
