Those land yachts were terrifying. It felt like driving a boat, and by that I mean you never felt in control, like the road was the sea and you were at its mercy. Turning the wheel was a suggestion to the car. Breaking felt like a quiet request to a busy waiter in a loud restaurant. The whole experience was akin to a janky “I’m in danger” carnival ride.
This was my experience as a pre teen in my grandpa’s ~1970 Lincoln Continental with a power/weight ratio of 13.5lbs/hp I can’t imagine something with vastly more power feeling better.
(Holy hell that car weighed as much as a tri motor plaid model S)
altima_neo@lemmy.zip 2 months ago
Don’t forget the pension
ObviouslyNotBanana@lemmy.world 2 months ago
Forget the pension, buy gold !!