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My thighs were invincible from riding the 20ft tall, 73° angle “slide” that was heated by the heat of a thousand suns through a hole in the ozone layer.
Somewhere there’s a slide with accumulations like a cast iron skillet, one that has tasted you and your friends. 😐
Kids today. 🙄 Our elementary school playground was fabricated by Medieval iron mongers. And when you fell off, the gravel was the rough stuff, like $50 for a dump truck full.
And the rough gravel was at the bottom of the puddle of stagnant rainwater that had been there long enough to spawn new life.
I remember my sister and me tossing the middle buckle back and forth and then swinging it at each other until one of us got hit by a plastic-accented mace and then we would both cry. We never learned to stop doing that.
You can still get that branding today! Old GM cars have never been cheaper on fb marketplace.
I drove an 88 cavalier for a long while. Shitty all season tires aside, the thing was amazing in snow because it was so light. It’d float right on top, while douche canoes in their jacked up F250/F350 trucks got stuck. It did not like glare ice due to the tires, but that aside it was great.
I once went to the scene of a 88 Z24 cavalier accident. The car went airborne in a curve and struck a light pole near center of the bottom of the car. When we got it upright it was resting on both bumpers with all four tires off the ground. There was a guy standing there holding the the steering wheel and mast jacket in his hands. He was the driver. He went out the back window(no seat belt) holding it as he went. He had one deep puncture mark on his leg. They put him in the hospital anyway. The next day his family was out there trying to get the stereo out of it.
That’s like Looney tunes level shit. Glad he made it out. From the start of your comment, and my experience driving said cavalier, I was expecting a bad ending
He was unbelievably lucky. All he was worried about was getting back to his base before Monday. The emt had to ask him several times to let go of the steering wheel.
I can “hear” that buckle
I can smell that interior after a decade in the sun.
The click was really satisfying.
Significantly improves brand recognition
I once flew to the dash.
Good times.branding
