When I purchased my car, I was so taken with owning my own car that I didn't get three miles on the highway, and the engine died.
Dead out of gas...and that in the gas shortage of 1978!
I was such a fool. But how I enjoyed driving it around, top down.
Here is my best friend I went into the Navy with, both of us became jet mechanics. I went to an attack squadron on the East Coast, he went to Miramar on the West Coast.
In the picture above, we went on a road trip up to New Brunswick and Nova Scotia after we got out of the Navy...:)
What a grand time that was...a grand time.
They were fun cars. I later at one point owned a Miata, which was a fun little roadster in it’s own right, but with a reliable heater, and drip/leak proof convertible top, I can honestly say, I didn’t appreciate bright, warm open air motoring days as much as I did in the MG!