My first car was a 1967 Cougar that I bought from Larry Webster in 1978. Larry bought it from Vic Stasser's used car lot.
One Halloween Bill Tracy, Raymond Samler, Ricky Glenn, Shortie Zuege, and others that I can't remember were doing what we always did on Halloween night. We were bothering John Corder as best we could without "crossing the line".
This all started in Jimmie Smith's gas station parking lot. For some reason, known only to us at the time, we decided to see just how many people we could fit in a '67 Cougar. We managed a total of eleven, the last one being Rex Tracy (Bill's Dad). The thing is, Rex didn't really fit in the car. Rex was draped across the rear seat passengers with his head sticking out of the left rear window and his feet sticking out the right rear window. Well it wasn't long before we attracted the attention of John Corder and he pulled me over, red lights and all. That's how I knew he was serious.
John calmly asked what we were up to and I told him we were just cruising around, trying my best to be nonchalant. John looked at Rex and told him that he had to go home, saying "Rex, you are old enough to know better than this". So we took Rex back to his pickup and, with John's blessing, continued on our way, minus Rex. I wonder if a guy could get away with that now.
I am sure this story will not surprise many. Me and that old car didn't have the greatest reputation around town but we sure had a lot of fun!
Oops! I forgot to mention who I am in the previous comment. I am not afraid as I am sure the statute of limitations has expired by now. Besides that, I am sure everyone already knows.
My first car was a 1967 Cougar that I bought from Larry Webster in 1978. Larry bought it from Vic Stasser's used car lot.
ReplyDeleteOne Halloween Bill Tracy, Raymond Samler, Ricky Glenn, Shortie Zuege, and others that I can't remember were doing what we always did on Halloween night. We were bothering John Corder as best we could without "crossing the line".
This all started in Jimmie Smith's gas station parking lot. For some reason, known only to us at the time, we decided to see just how many people we could fit in a '67 Cougar. We managed a total of eleven, the last one being Rex Tracy (Bill's Dad). The thing is, Rex didn't really fit in the car. Rex was draped across the rear seat passengers with his head sticking out of the left rear window and his feet sticking out the right rear window. Well it wasn't long before we attracted the attention of John Corder and he pulled me over, red lights and all. That's how I knew he was serious.
John calmly asked what we were up to and I told him we were just cruising around, trying my best to be nonchalant. John looked at Rex and told him that he had to go home, saying "Rex, you are old enough to know better than this". So we took Rex back to his pickup and, with John's blessing, continued on our way, minus Rex. I wonder if a guy could get away with that now.
I am sure this story will not surprise many. Me and that old car didn't have the greatest reputation around town but we sure had a lot of fun!
Oops! I forgot to mention who I am in the previous comment. I am not afraid as I am sure the statute of limitations has expired by now. Besides that, I am sure everyone already knows.
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