Mine was some kinda of vomit beige colorAnd here was my first. 1969 Javelin. Same color.
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AMC sucked.![]()
I learned how to work on cars with that Javelin because it was breaking down weekly. I believe I took that entire car apart and put it back together at least twice. It was a total piece of crap. Finally sold it. Ran into the guy I sold it to a year and a half later. He said the only thing he did to it was put a new battery in it.Mine was some kinda of vomit beige color![]()
What I wouldn't do to drive that one...My fist car was a 76 Cobra. A couple weeks after I got it, Farrah turned it into a girls car.
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my dad was a die hard AMC fan, he had a Javelin, then some years later a green Gremlin, that was a fun car to drive, but it needed exhaust work about once a year LOL, I think he had two Matadore's over the years. Pretty sure he had the Chiltons book for each model, and the pages were well wornI learned how to work on cars with that Javelin because it was breaking down weekly. I believe I took that entire car apart and put it back together at least twice. It was a total piece of crap. Finally sold it. Ran into the guy I sold it to a year and a half later. He said the only thing he did to it was put a new battery in it.![]()
AMC made some real crummy cars. Total junk heaps as soon as you drove them off the lot.my dad was a die hard AMC fan, he had a Javelin, then some years later a green Gremlin, that was a fun car to drive, but it needed exhaust work about once a year LOL, I think he had two Matadore's over the years. Pretty sure he had the Chiltons book for each model, and the pages were well worn![]()
In 1962, I bought this 1960 Corvair, under the watchful eye of my father. It was not my first choice but it was nice in a Kansas blizzard. That and, of course, when I got in it, it became a chick magnet.View attachment 780863
Just missed getting clobbered by limbs any number of times. Fortunately you can hear them in advance so you know to head away from the sound.
Was sitting on the deck one day. A storm quickly moved in and the wind picked up big time. Thought I better leave. 10 seconds later a 10-foot branch about 3" in diameter came off a tree in the front yard and shot down the back slope of my roof and went right through the back of the chair I was sitting in. Just like a spear. Impaled it like it wasn't even there. I have a picture of it somewheres. That would have gone thru me like I was butter. One gets wise around here. Watch for falling limbs, flying branches, and glowing eyes at night while driving.
My dad loved working on cars, and he loved the Corvair's, he would buy them repair them, and fix them up to sell them again. we always had some in the driveway. By the time I was ready to drive tho he had stopped do that.
KAS