Love it. Takes me back to my '74 Celica. Damn, I feel a craigslist mission in the works. I always thought that Celica, named "Tom", deserved an 18RG to match some power to its mini-Pony looks.
Man, look at those wikkid rims! The seller says that it runs "very good," it's three different colors of primer (plus rust!), it's parked in an ominous-looking wooded part of Wheatridge, CO, and can be mine for $1900! Now, how much spare cash do I have? $2.37, a bottle cap, and two buttons, is that all? Damn, foiled again.
@Murilee Martin: Or fresh tires! Yum! I also have a fetish for an old carbed V8 when it first fires up and you're standing anywhere near the rear. It smells like VICTORY!
A wonderful and entertaining story from Murilee's youth and his early days of hoonage. And yet, he manages to hold us all at arm's length and maintain his aura of mystery...
Anyone else notice how he cleverly altered the inscription on his yearbook picture...
"Dear _____,
"We still have to execute a (blah, blah, blah)..."
We know him, and yet we don't know him. How very Clark Kent and/or Peter Parker...
@Charles_Barrett - Now with Variable-Valve Timing: It's fun having a pseudonym- it's like being a secret agent (though I started using one here because I didn't want my day-job boss at the time to realize that I had other jobs).
Murilee, this is the reason why the truly hardcore Jalops tune in. Great story, and one that most anyone else on the web can't duplicate. I hope to hell that Ray keeps you on because this site needs these types of postings.
To all the other readers: Can you believe we have gone 2 weeks worth of no DOTS, no PCH, no odd ad campaigns, and relatively little LeMons, at least during the week. It's a wonder we aren't having any withdrawal symptoms. I'm so glad that Murilopnik (Murlopnik?) weekends are happening. The rest of the car blogging community is also about as bland as Wonder White bread. (Rob, you didn't read that last line.....)
@UDMan: And because of this story, I think I'll do a posting on my first car, a 1966 Corvair Monza Convertible..... Followed by a 1966 Rambler American Sedan.
@UDMan: Amen to it... It's nice getting back to a different jalopnik full of rust, random debauchery, and old cars. And look, it's the commenter base we all know and love, not the rabid week-day commenters.
@UDMan: I dunno man, I've had a little bit of withdrawal. Or maybe it was that wikkid Heat Transfer test I had the other day. I'm still reeling from that intellectual whuppin'.
Did anyone else get a Earl Hindmanesque vibe from the yearbook picture?
All kidding aside, I think Murilee is an older version of me. A better version, in some respects. I wanted a Beetle or a VW Bus when I got my license. I grew up in SoCal and they were everywhere. After the family mechanic told my dad about how leaky the engines could be the kaibash was put on my VW dream.
Then when my grandpa died when I was a senior in high school my grandma offered me his 1968 Chevrolet C10 pickemup truck. I knew it needed work, but I wanted it. I had grown up with that truck and wanted to return it to its former glory. My dad, once again, pulled the rug out from under that plan. His reasoning was something along the lines of the truck needed a lot of work and I was going away to college and he didn't want it sitting in his driveway for 5 years.
Now I'm all grown up. I should be able to get one of the small British cars I lust after, but I bought a house that needed some work. So now I'm stuck in Project House Hell.
Maybe some day the winds of fortune will turn against me and land me in Project Car Hell. I can't wait for that day.
@Slant,sick with the DOTS DTs: I think you are really close, because of the rear window vents and the different angles on each pillar. That's your basic MoPar eccentricity there.
Regarding Beetles: when I was a kid, I saw The Love Bug on TV, the made-for-TV Disney version from 1997. That movie actually managed to give me the heebie-jeebies (that's right bitches, I said "heebie-jeebies!"), primarily because of the evil Love Bug, Horace the Hate Bug.
Your story reminded me of him, and how I rooted for him instead of the lovey-dovey wimpy Herbie instead.
Mike the Dog is sitting by the door with a pair of cow slippers, and a very sad face. was starred
Mike the Dog is sitting by the door with a pair of cow slippers, and a very sad face. was unstarred
Outstanding story. Brings back my mispent youth full of burning RX-2s, slalom and autocross Celicas and weekends hip-deep in the latest automotive project. I'm still kicking myself for not picking up my neighbours 4-4-2 that he offered to sell for $120. Damn.
@highmileage: I'm sure there are plenty of 17-year-olds doing similar stuff today, and they'll be reminiscing 25 years later about the '85 Tredia Turbo they traded for a Playstation.
Murilee, your story's also reminded me of this (ultimately unsuccessful) bank robber I used to know. He was prone to cogitate at length on the sorrowful subject: "The Cause of My Downfall" at some length. But then, he'd been granted the gift of time. A little like how a dragstrip run or an accident can seem like an eternity. I think you would have liked him.
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Love it. Takes me back to my '74 Celica. Damn, I feel a craigslist mission in the works. I always thought that Celica, named "Tom", deserved an 18RG to match some power to its mini-Pony looks.
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Just so you know.
Buick wheels, crazy. I'm amazed your head is still screwed on front-way 'round.
02/22/09
[denver.craigslist.org]
Man, look at those wikkid rims! The seller says that it runs "very good," it's three different colors of primer (plus rust!), it's parked in an ominous-looking wooded part of Wheatridge, CO, and can be mine for $1900! Now, how much spare cash do I have? $2.37, a bottle cap, and two buttons, is that all? Damn, foiled again.
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Anyone else notice how he cleverly altered the inscription on his yearbook picture...
"Dear _____,
"We still have to execute a (blah, blah, blah)..."
We know him, and yet we don't know him. How very Clark Kent and/or Peter Parker...
02/22/09
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02/22/09
To all the other readers: Can you believe we have gone 2 weeks worth of no DOTS, no PCH, no odd ad campaigns, and relatively little LeMons, at least during the week. It's a wonder we aren't having any withdrawal symptoms. I'm so glad that Murilopnik (Murlopnik?) weekends are happening. The rest of the car blogging community is also about as bland as Wonder White bread. (Rob, you didn't read that last line.....)
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Murilee, I enjoy you more on the weekends..
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All kidding aside, I think Murilee is an older version of me. A better version, in some respects. I wanted a Beetle or a VW Bus when I got my license. I grew up in SoCal and they were everywhere. After the family mechanic told my dad about how leaky the engines could be the kaibash was put on my VW dream.
Then when my grandpa died when I was a senior in high school my grandma offered me his 1968 Chevrolet C10 pickemup truck. I knew it needed work, but I wanted it. I had grown up with that truck and wanted to return it to its former glory. My dad, once again, pulled the rug out from under that plan. His reasoning was something along the lines of the truck needed a lot of work and I was going away to college and he didn't want it sitting in his driveway for 5 years.
Now I'm all grown up. I should be able to get one of the small British cars I lust after, but I bought a house that needed some work. So now I'm stuck in Project House Hell.
Maybe some day the winds of fortune will turn against me and land me in Project Car Hell. I can't wait for that day.
02/22/09
BTW, did you photoshop your first name out of that yearbook photo? Why the secrecy; do you have outstanding warrants or something?
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You know it can fuck somebody up.
02/22/09
Your story reminded me of him, and how I rooted for him instead of the lovey-dovey wimpy Herbie instead.
02/22/09
But I would so rock that.
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Now tell us more. About anything.