Automotive Fiction - Amphicar


In high school I drove my mom’s twenty-year-old Mercury Bobcat that was brown and basically a fancy twenty-year-old Ford Pinto. I drove it for three years and I loved it so much. My girlfriend at college had a piece-of-crap-red IROC Z her uncle had given her. She was pretty sure he'd lived in it for several weeks during a divorce, which seems uncomfortable. But she kept it at my house and hated it anyway, so I felt entitled to treat it as if it were my own, and I drove the hell out of it with AC/DC on cassette in the foothills off campus.

This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.hagerty.com/articles-videos/articles/2014/07/08/from-the-estate-of-uncle-gerald