Buddy of mine drove a bright red Plymouth Satellite, with an external speaker behind the grill. We were heading up the mountain near Camp David one time ( yeah, that Camp David), when we rolled up behind a car making about 2 miles/week. My buddy got tired of it & keyed the mic..."Hey, buddy, drive it or get it off the road"! Turns out the driver was a little old blue haired lady. She whipped off the road and started looking around for the source of the voice. Probably thought God had finally come to carry her homeIn college I drove a '77 firebird for a while. My '88 Taurus had crapped out and the firebird fell in my lap for free. It was orange.And had a cb and a big speaker mounted behind the grill. I didn't have the antennae for the cb, but I liked to scold pedestrians who thought they had the right of way when they didn't. One time I pulled up at a friends house and shouted "this is the police!" They assumed their rowdy neighbors were finally bring arrested.
I couldn't afford the gas so I got as escort. It was a fun car, though.![]()
