Citroen DS, the floating goddess! Always fascinating when the car slowly rises after starting it until it has reached its final travel height. In a DS you almost float across the street.
A friend of mine owned several of those, among them a station wagon, and a black hearse, back in the 1970s. Need I say which one we preferred riding in, lighting spliffs en route to the next party?
My aunt had one of those in Billings, Montana. When it worked (caveat caveat) it was pretty fun. There's a long barren stretch of highway between here and there that gets some wicked frost heaves... at high speed it would buck you right off, but that thing handled the rollers really well.
Sinking into their back-seats always has been the ultimate sofa-experience. Riding like 'God in France'. - Surely missing this in any and most all cars these days!
Beamer seats - I love driving BMW's - are always way too small for me (Bavarians seem to build for smaller folks, not mentioning Porsche, never tried their 4WD). It hurts in the long run... so I rather keep walkin' these days, as the old-timer that I am, with aches a-plenty in my bones, fondly remembering the 'Floating Goddess', as it were.
Citroen DS, the floating goddess! Always fascinating when the car slowly rises after starting it until it has reached its final travel height. In a DS you almost float across the street.
A friend of mine owned several of those, among them a station wagon, and a black hearse, back in the 1970s. Need I say which one we preferred riding in, lighting spliffs en route to the next party?
My aunt had one of those in Billings, Montana. When it worked (caveat caveat) it was pretty fun. There's a long barren stretch of highway between here and there that gets some wicked frost heaves... at high speed it would buck you right off, but that thing handled the rollers really well.
Citroen DS, the floating goddess! Always fascinating when the car slowly rises after starting it until it has reached its final travel height. In a DS you almost float across the street.
A friend of mine owned several of those, among them a station wagon, and a black hearse, back in the 1970s. Need I say which one we preferred riding in, lighting spliffs en route to the next party?
Of course, Germans are the best drivers in the world - at least in their self-assessment. But it wasn't always like that. In the golden fifties all hell broke loose on the streets. The free ride into the economic miracle, all too often ended in the junkyard. Total traffic collapse was predicted for the 1960s.
Horn and full throttle - how Germans learned to drive...
Hupe und Vollgas - wie die Deutschen Autofahren lernten
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Oct 14, 2020 - 12:30pm
oldviolin wrote:
KurtfromLaQuinta wrote:
oldviolin wrote:
Ok but I'll be in a Sox & Martin 'Cuda for the short trips...lol
There is no doubt about precisely when folks began racing each other in automobiles. It was the day they built the second automobile.
Richard Petty
That Sox and Martin's 'Cuda just sold for some big, healthy bucks. I'm amazed what Daytona clones are going for these days. I told my wife... if nothing else, we have an investment I'm building.
