Re: You Grew Up Driving Mostly....
Dad absolutely LOVED Chevy and Pontiac. It didn't matter to him that all of his cars were lousy, dangerous pieces of crap that had serious engineering and safety defects. None of his GM vehicles ever made it to 70,000 miles.
The day I turned 18 and could buy my own car, I got a motorcycle. But seriously, I will never, EVER own a GM. It would be like setting fire to Stacks of $100 bills.
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