When I was in high school, I had the distinct pleasure of hanging with a bunch of car jocks and their muscle cars, I even married one, the jock, not the car.
I had several friends who were Chevy dudes, one that liked his Dodge, one with a Corvette and then there was me, with a stock ’66 Mustang that my dad gave me for my 16th birthday.
I got shit from every one of those guys about my little Ford Mustang, also known by the acronym, “Found On The Road Dead”! But I was always the first one that they called when they found themselves broke down on the side of the road in their high-powered rigs. God, it was fun!
My parents wanted me to be a cheerleader and hang out with the football team, but that was my brother’s world and I have always been a rebel. Not to mention the biggest pervert I knew in high school was a football jock (no, not my brother!)
The guys I hung out with were edge of the crowd kind of guys. Smart but not too interested in school. They could quote car and gun magazine stats like no tomorrow, but I don’t remember any of them being on the honor roll, sorry guys if I missed one of you there.
But they were good guys. They watched out for me and made sure no one messed with me. They wouldn’t let me drink to excess because they said I was crazy enough as it was, and it probably left more for them!
I miss them and the camaraderie. Guys are usually pretty straight-forward with what they like and want and talk about and I like that. I have never been very much of a girlfriend magnet. Women can sometimes tend to be hmmm, how do I put this politely,……a little high maintenance? Men on the other hand, only seem to want you to baby them when they are sick!
But in the meantime, back to the topic that started this all:
What Is Your Favorite Muscle Car?
I think this would be mine. I love the growly sound a Mustang makes and I dare say they are not all “Found On The Road Dead”!
Of course if you were a brand new class of women drivers in Saudi Arabia, you might have a completely different idea of what you want to drive….or not. According to Margherita Stancati from The Wall Street Journal, “Ms. Weheba aspires to become one of Saudi Arabia’s first female drifters.
“Everyone suggested I get the yellow Q2,” she said, referring to a mini-SUV from the German auto maker. Ms. Weheba, who wears her long, highlighted hair uncovered, dismisses the Q2 as “cute.”
“Do I look like a yellow Q2 kind of girl?” she said.
As soon as the Saudi king last September announced plans to let women drive, Sahar Nasief knew what she wanted: a Mustang convertible.
“It’s always been my dream car,” said Ms. Nasief, 64, who learned how to drive decades ago as a student in the U.S.” https://www.wsj.com/articles/saudi-women-dont-just-want-to-drive-they-want-400-horsepower-1531923787
Well I say, you go girls!
I have one more story to share with you about women and cars courtesy of a friend of mine who just sent it to me in an email. Take a moment to read it. I promise you that it is worth it!