misanthrope
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THAT...is the worst thing I've read today.Dad sold 1965 fuel injected Stingray convertible.
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THAT...is the worst thing I've read today.Dad sold 1965 fuel injected Stingray convertible.
Thanks. The Jeep is bright white.THAT is one sweet Jeep.
What color is that?
I luv Chief, but I may luv this color more.
Also it looks like you could use a haircut and I'm wondering how your feet reach the pedals, but I digress.
When my Grandparents found out they were having twins, my Grandpa sold his 1963 split-window for something more practical. It hurts me to think I could have inherited that car.Congrats on the pending arriving, and congrats also for making $10K effortlessly.
When Mom learned that she was expecting me, Dad sold his pristine 1965 fuel injected Stingray convertible. That's something that even I don't like to think about, lol.
Wait, what???Thanks. The Jeep is bright white.
Similar to @ZellymtWillys, I too wonder what the family might have done with the Stingray if it had remained with us.THAT...is the worst thing I've read today.
When I think of my time in the Scouts, recurring images of riding in the back of a pickup truck come to mind. That's how my packmates and I were transported to/from any number of meetings and events. Some trucks had caps, others didn't. Good times.I remember "the old days" of riding 4 wide across a bench seat of a 2-door pick-up. Or crawling into the back seat of mom’s Malibu Classic that had hard backed seats.
I thought it was light blue tooWait, what???
It looks light blue to me. Must be the lighting.
I thought there was some cool color I had missed.
We found out that we have a 3rd kiddo inbound. As soon as i found that out and it was confirmed, I had to make the difficult decision to let go of the jeep, because they're just not practical for a family of 5.
When i found out, I put an online request to sell the jeep to vroom. They offered me just a hair under $57,000 for it. I paid $47k and it stickered at $53505. It was a done deal in my mind.
It took them a while to get a carrier over to me to pick it up(about a week and a half). Once they picked it up I had a deposit in my account the next day for the equity.
All in all, it was a slightly stressful experience because they absolutely suck at communicating, but the deal is done.
Not gunna lie, I actually cried a little yesterday about it. I have wanted a jeep for so long, I finally was able to order it and we had a good year of amazing memories in it. I'm sure that I will have even more, better memories going forward.
They're still free range children here. Riding in the back of a pickup is a legal regular occurrence.Similar to @ZellymtWillys, I too wonder what the family might have done with the Stingray if it had remained with us.
But, hey, my JLU is a keeper! Maybe one day it too will compete for Bloomington Gold, lol.
When I think of my time in the Scouts, recurring images of riding in the back of a pickup truck come to mind. That's how my packmates and I were transported to/from any number of meetings and events. Some trucks had caps, others didn't. Good times.
As a Gen Xer, I'm convinced that I'm part of the last generation of Free Range Children.