August 1, 2008

Grandma’s 1965 Dodge Dart  


I came across this really cool video on another blog,, about a guy and his grandmother’s car that he inherited. I have to agree that this is a great story.

This video got me thinking about my grandmother’s car and how I was an unwilling participant in its untimely demise. The car was a garage kept 1965 Dodge Dart with 17,000 miles. My grandmother bought the car new and rarely drove. This car was clean. I found a blog with a picture of a 1965 Dodge Dart, that also describes my grandmother’s driving habits to a T.

My older sister first got her hands on the car and blew the engine. How do you cook a Mopar slant six with only 17,000 miles on it? Easy, never add any OIL! The good news is that used slant sixes were a dime a dozen, so in went another engine.

Soon thereafter, my older brother got his driver’s license and started driving. This was good for me, since we both listened to the same music, smoked the same cigarettes, and he could actually tolerate me cruising around with him.

So we’re cruising around a couple towns over, driving around looking for some girl that we recently met (that is another story). Well, without going into the painful details, my bro ends up wrecking the car, and we both take an ambulance ride. I have a distinct memory of looking out the windshield, seeing no hood, but the engine being on fire. My door wouldn’t open, so I shimmied out the window “Dukes of Hazzard” style.

That Dodge Dart was all used up. So much for me getting Grandma’s car as a hand me down.

What next?

You can also bookmark this post using your favorite bookmarking service:

Related Posts by Categories