My dad used to have an 89 Mercury Grand Maruis. It was a boat.
The engine light was just an indicator that the engine light still worked.
One day after paintball my friends and I were in the boat. At a light they said, "Uh, dude, there's smoke coming out from under the hood." I said, "Don't worry about it, that's normal."
When it rained, I could take a turn with the wheels spinning out and swerving into the turn. Car could u-turn with just a quarter-turn of the steering wheel.
You couldn't lock the doors because the keys didn't unlock the doors. You could unlock the door by reaching in through that small window by the mirror and 'breaking-in'. You couldn't lower the windows or they would stay down. They could be coaxed into going up if you pushed on the window switch thing and pulling the window with your hand at the same time.
I loved that car.
My high school car was a 93 Ford Escort. The only way to get into the passenger side was through the driver side. We were afraid that the door would fall off. I didn't need a speedometer, I could tell how fast I was going by which part of the car was vibrating.
Wagons rule.
The engine light was just an indicator that the engine light still worked.
One day after paintball my friends and I were in the boat. At a light they said, "Uh, dude, there's smoke coming out from under the hood." I said, "Don't worry about it, that's normal."
When it rained, I could take a turn with the wheels spinning out and swerving into the turn. Car could u-turn with just a quarter-turn of the steering wheel.
You couldn't lock the doors because the keys didn't unlock the doors. You could unlock the door by reaching in through that small window by the mirror and 'breaking-in'. You couldn't lower the windows or they would stay down. They could be coaxed into going up if you pushed on the window switch thing and pulling the window with your hand at the same time.
I loved that car.
My high school car was a 93 Ford Escort. The only way to get into the passenger side was through the driver side. We were afraid that the door would fall off. I didn't need a speedometer, I could tell how fast I was going by which part of the car was vibrating.
Wagons rule.



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