I told Jim the other day that I would have to post about my Chevy…so here she is. My first car. A ’67 Chevrolet Nova. She’s not Jim’s car, but not bad for a first time Chevy girl!
I loved that little Nova. We cruised to a lot of local hot spots, and the guys loved to see a girl that wanted to race. Good thing I never lost, my mama taught me to race for nothing less than a title!
I was super sad the day I lost her…I was following a semi truck hauling heavy equipment on the freeway, when the boom on the track-hoe he was haulingcaught on the overpass he was going under.
My option was slam on the brakes or run head-on into the track-hoe in the middle of the freeway. I choose the first, not realizing that when the hoe came off the trailer that all the hydrauliclines on it had been ripped apart spilling all the fluid on the road. The result was like stopping on glass. I luckily steered clear of hitting the machine, but sideswiped a merging sign in the attempt.
Since the old girl was a unibody frame…I was out a cruser! The repairs would have cost more than the old gal was worth. It’s a lucky thing though…I came out of the crash with out a scratch.