Brother Francis:
Did you get those backwards - I was just going to write:
VJI (Abingdon-Virginia Highlands)
Brown Chevy Impala Police Interceptor - had a hard time idling because of that big old engine - lifted the hood and there was no room for anything else in that engine compartment - I mean stuffed. Hit the gas and was at 60 in like 4 seconds! NICE! Went down to Allison's restaurant (recommended) and basically did the length of the airport in about 45 seconds. That Impala kicked butt!
Related - 78N Rockingham-Shiloh in Reidsville, NC
Another ex-police car - blue, big ford or Chevy. Couldn't run well at slow speeds, but when it got momentum and the second row of igniters into play - it also could move quite nice.
Just love the speed.
Memories (because they were so very long ago that the cars may no longer exist)
Mountain Empire Airport, VA - got caught in a storm and had to complete my trip in a 1970's era big old station wagon complete with fake "woody" paneling on the sides. It leaked, had trouble holding the road over 55mph, felt like you were driving a battleship but served me flawlessly for the rest of my 200 mile journey.
London, KY - needed food and got thrown the keys to a 1960's vintage stake body truck with no stake body left. Could watch the road go by through the floorboards and had to double clutch the shifting because I don't think syncromesh was invented when they built this relic! All the locals waved as this truck went by so I waved back, but when we got out of the truck at the "eats" place, we got stared down - two guys in country club casual getting out of a rust bucket in the middle of coal country. I was thankful to leave there in one piece.
Bend, OR - 3 of us out on a camping and sightseeing trip in a turbo arrow. Got thrown the keys to possibly the first Datsun (yes, Datsun not Nissan) pickup truck in the US. Or at least it seemed that old! 3 people in that little pickup truck cab was like seeing 5 people stuffed in a VW! Oh and it was like 33 degrees outside so no one wanted to be in the bed. Shifting gears was a deeply personal affair that I don't want to talk about. Let's just say there should have been video of that trip!
Someplace - I can't remember if it was Georgia or NY state but I got thrown the keys to what was either an old ambulance or dare I say hearse - Ok then.
