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It is hard to believe, but I still have 2 more "adventures" of a motoring type that I need to write about.
The Caprice is starting to grow on me. I like the tinted windows because I can haul my metalsmithing tools around and they aren't readily visible outside the car.
I am taking a lot of ?good natured? abuse about having that car. It is SO ugly! A friend, at lunch today called it "fecal brown", and the sad thing is, she is right. The seating area is pimp style gen-U-ine velour; quite comfortable, but I can imagine what it will look like in a little while with the addition of two Golden Retrievers.
I am considering on going with the aesthetic travasty thing, since it already is one, and making it some sort of Art Car. The hood ornament is gone. I am looking for a plastic alligator, lizard, or something else, old bowling trophy perhaps?, spraying it with chrome spray and replacing the hood ornament. There are some places on the roof where the paint is peeled away, and I need to do some light sanding and touch up. Do I re-paint the touch-up areas fecal brown again?
I think the car is sound. It only used 1/3 of a quart of oil towing the trailer 1400 miles over mountains on the trip home. Not bad. It IS almost silent with the window rolled up, corners almost perfectly flat, has a nice radio and a working clock, powerr locks, ect. I am tempted. Then I see my beloved 145 that I will have to part with, and I have an angst attack.
Still, I have to be practical. I need something that can tow my trailer. The wagon, with it's size and tinted windows, is big enough to sleep in in a pinch. I have been doing lots of out of town shows selling dog collars, and I could conceivable leave the trailer at home if I wished with the Caprice, and still have a place to sleep. Yes, Bru, I know that is redneck, but when you are a vendor at an outdoor art show, or dog show, you want to be near your booth in case a storm blows up in the middle of the night, or anything else happens. I can't afford to lose my canopy and display materials.
What do you all out there think? Keep the Caprice and sell the 145? As it is, I am not driving the poor little 544 because I can't afford to insure 3 cars. Four is unthinkable.
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Sensual Ascetic. Three Volvos. Average age 37 years. No damn cupholders. Good wine.
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