Yes, the name is long. What’s really said is that after spitting it out, the car still isn’t up to 60, unless you started at 55. My cousin Al had one that he bought new.
Al: I will totally let you drive it sometime
Me: What about to prom?
Al’s Dad: Girls, dancing, beer, speeding? Crash, fornication, debauchery, death, hell. Not happening.
Al: You had me at “door dings.”
Oh fuck no! Sorry, it’s a no, cuz
Same color, but with t-tops. A 403 from an Oldsmobile Toronado with 200 hp, 3 spd auto and a 2.73 rear end. Yee-haw ! My Corolla would outsprint it. My Mustang would totally kick its ass. Neither would look as polyester leisure suit zoomy.
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