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I named her after my favorite starlet way back in the seventies : Pamela Sue Martin . |
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She was the first '77 Pontiac Firebird I saw in the flesh and she was for sale.
It was the summer of '91, I had just finished school and more important, I had just
found a job.
It looked like fate had a crush on me.
Asking price was a little less then the factory price in '77: $4.615.
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But in the beginning of the following summer, she was ready for the road and so was I.
I ruined the engine already in the first month. As it appeared I had bought an old car
with an old engine. Dad (luckily a mechanic) had to install another one.
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For the next 4 years I drove the car day in day out - through sun, rain, wind and snow.
Every working day 50 miles to the job and 50 miles back home and during the weekends I did of course the occasional cruising trips. We were quite happy together.
Not once did I cross the path of a similar beauty, not even another 2nd generation
Firebird.
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She was remarkable easy to drive and during those 4 years she only let me down twice.
Once I ended up stranded on the highway while driving to work early in the morning.
I had to call the towing services to take her home. Cops stopped by two times but where
very helpful and friendly (I guess I didn't look much like a criminal, the type of guys
usually associated with these cars).
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The other breakdown was during a photoshoot with a girlfriend in a scenic but remote
faraway place. I had to call in dad (very impressive for girls) and he fixed the problem
right away being the starter.
I strongly suspected my car of being jealous.
On another occasion the passenger door jammed - luckily not on a date but I was just
about to date a really nice and gorgeous girl - a true rival for
Pamela Sue.
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Two breakdowns during 4 years of service, quite remarkable for an 18 year old car with
almost 300.000 kms (187.500 miles) credited.
I always treated her gently and with care. We never got a speeding or any other ticket
and I was only pulled over once for a routine check.
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The end came when she had the annual car inspection in '96.
Due to the many deteriorated roads in our country (I daily had to take the E313, a highway locally known as the abortion road), the old corroded chassis in the front suffered a lot and it became slightly bent. It was irreparable in a short time.
I had to put her aside.
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I couldn't part with her - call me sentimental - so I was glad I could put her
in the back yard of my brothers place, pending future plans.
It was amazing to see how fast a car deteriorates in the open. So after a year I decided to rent this garage box - now her home for the last few years.
She now gathers dust peacefully, and she's quite good at it too.
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She was the most fun ride I ever had.
She had it all, great looks, great handling and a reliable spirit - though having a mechanic in the house was a great help all the time. Maybe there will be a day she hits the road again... |
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