Inspired by this thread, in which elmwood complains that his lack of a cool ride is affecting his ability to get dates, I ask: what were you driving when you dated your SO or spouse?
Let’s convince elmwood that you don’t need a fancy ride to get a date. And BTW, on the subject of cool rides: Flypsyde– I love the Jeep! I saw it at the parking lot at Cub Foods a while back. I hope it works fer ya!!!
Anyhoo, when I met Mrs. Rastahomie I was driving a 1979 Datsun 210 :eek:. It was a beer can on wheels, but it got around so I had no complaints. And in case you didn’t know, the Datsun 210 was a very early prototype of the Nissan Sentra.
By the time Mrs. Rastahomie and I had actually started dating, I had upgraded to a 1986 Toyota pickup truck. That truck was the best vehicle anybody ever owned. It got fantastic gas mileage and it never gave me any trouble. If I hadn’t totaled it (when it had 160,000 miles) I’d probably still be driving it today (and it would probably have close to 300,000 miles on it now).
I managed to get a date without a fancy vehicle. BUT, if you’re a guy and you have a pickup truck, a girl from Missouri is putty in your hands :D.
I was driving a Honda Shadow 500, with bent handlebars and the seat and the turn signal lights held on by an extensive array of safety wire and electrical tape. If I’d had a Porsche then, I’d probably be with some shallow supermodel who would only be with me for the sex, so things worked out well
what were you driving when you dated your SO or spouse?
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Driving? I was pedalling a brown two-wheeled Huffy bicycle. We met in college, and were married just after graduation. I never owned a car until we bought one after marriage.
I was driving the über-beastmobile: a '77 Chevy Blazer with the engine from a '71 Chevelle SS in it. I should probably mention that this was in 1999. LOL
I still drive that Blazer, and it runs like a charm. Notice I’m not mentioning the girl…
Me: Dark Green 1999 4 door Automatic Saturn (yes, it reeks of practicality) Him: Teal 1996 Stickshift Mustang
Considering we’ve been together 8 months, we still have the same cars. Also, considering we are getting married in March, guess I better learn to drive a stick, huh?
In 1974, when I started dating the Mrs. PlanMan to be (1975), I was driving a 1968 Opel Kadette. At least when it was running. Mrs. PlanMan (to be) had a Camero (forget the year). Just 12 days before our wedding, a drunk ran off the road, smashing into the Camero, and her parent’s car - totalling both. Had just spent a couple hundred on new tires, brake job, etc., as we were taking the Camero on the honeymoon. Only “working” car - the Opel. So, we of little money (she’d just graduated college - as a teacher, I was about to in a few months) had to find a car on short notice. Got a Mercury Comet. Used. (the Merc. version of the Ford Maverick) Another wonderful car. But it kept us on the road for a few years.
I don’t think the lack of a cool ride ever interfered with my ability to attract members of the opposite sex.
I have owned quite a few cars and trucks and the only one that got me any extra attention was my Camaro. The only reason I had it was because a guy owed me money and I took the car as payment. I got a lot of extra unwanted attention from the cops as well, they would pull me over just on principle.
Quite a few gals seemed to like the fact I used to ride a motorcycle and would often ask to go for a ride, I think it was because it was like a 500 pound vibrator…
Lola didn’t care what I was driving when we met and I still have the same car, my 1985 Turbo Coupe (Thunderbird). She is okay with it as long as she doesn’t have to drive it as it has a five speed and a really heavy clutch.
I am thinking I must look like quite the sex machine when I am out in the Aerostar with the child seats in back, it does demonstrate proof of my virility.
Mine was a beautiful cashmere colored 1980 Plymouth LeBaron hardtop, with a sumptous camel interior. I gave that car hell. Mr Lyllyan was a regular chick magnet with a 1979 280ZX - brown metallic with gold trim. The car won me over.
1994 - I was driving a Saturn SL2. He was driving a 1989 GMC 1500 pickup. Bleah. Or would have been, if I had known that’s what he drove. He picked me up for our first date in his Mom’s Olds 88. I made him sell the truck after we got married. Now he drives a 1995 Olds Cutlass. I hate it. Have always hated it - even new. Won’t drive it.
Which means that my ownership of my 2000 Impala is secure…
I was pedalling a brown two-wheeled Huffy bicycle. We met in college, and were married just after graduation. I never owned a car until we bought one after marriage.
Or would have been, if I had known that’s what he drove. He picked me up for our first date in his Mom’s Olds 88. I made him sell the truck after we got married. Now he drives a 1995 Olds Cutlass. I hate it. Have always hated it - even new. Won’t drive it.