tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031699733059462001.post1636668437760059803..comments2023-08-29T07:49:46.573-04:00Comments on coffee with Drew: Me and AmosDrew Hillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06214662218338358441noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031699733059462001.post-13808184446735867712009-04-09T23:33:00.000-04:002009-04-09T23:33:00.000-04:00Annie and Denise- How is it that you two both mana...Annie and Denise- How is it that you two both managed to get most every guy's dream car? Pretty sweet. Those mustangs will spoil you for anything else. One of my buddies has a GT convertible that he has let me drive several times. Loads of fun until I have to get back in my little four-banger Honda.<BR/><BR/>Amos wasn't the fastest car in the world. It was more like driving your family room. Thanks for sharing your stories and making lots of people jealous.Drew Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06214662218338358441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031699733059462001.post-5478452716021303412009-04-09T22:37:00.000-04:002009-04-09T22:37:00.000-04:00Hi Drew! You definetly hit a soft spot - my first...Hi Drew! <BR/>You definetly hit a soft spot - my first car was a "66 Mustang Fastback, 4 barrell! Spanish Moss Green! What every 16 year old needs - and gets when her Dad longed for one himself but was and is too practical to acknowledge that. I happen to know you can get eight people in one of those - can't drive it anywhere, but the counting was fun! Rick, for some reason always wanted to take it on our dates, he had a Ford Fairlane.(sp?) I drove it for 6 years, and then my sister for 4 more. Dad sold it for more than he paid for it. We didn't have the money at the time to buy it from him. I've since found out it's sitting in a Doctor's garage in Joplin - going to look it up in a couple of months. Rick's offered to buy me a new one - but it's the only one I would ever want!Denisenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031699733059462001.post-59430457231564094322009-04-09T21:04:00.000-04:002009-04-09T21:04:00.000-04:00My first car was a green Chevette. It was not the ...My first car was a green Chevette. It was not the best car, but it got me where I wanted to go. When I got married, my hubby had a Trans AM, a golden one at that! For a wedding present, he bought me a van. For years, that van defined my life as a mother. Then we traded it in and started leasing cars. I had an Escape and a couple other vans. When I was approaching forty, I mentioned to my hubby how great it would be to have a Mustang. Well...I ended up with a red one with a white top and a V6 engine. Three years later, I had my heart set on another Mustang but this time with a V8. The insurance was not that much more and I ended up with a 40th edition, convertible, gray metallic. Oh the fun I had with that car. I even beat a young dude in his Hemi truck. And the way the engine purred at start up and then revvvvvved when I pushed the pedal to the metal. Before turning the car in, all four tires had to replaced cause I squealed them a top or two. And in the winter, my husband put 4-20 lb bags of cement in the trunk so I would not get stuck. It didn't work! Eventually, I changed jobs, had to travel further from home and ended up with another Escape. This one is a V6, all black with a chrome grill in front, and an awesome stereo system! I love it a little more than Mustang because I have not gotten stuck once in the snow :) But in my heart I am still a Mustang Mama.Anniehttp://hope42day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com