Was at the grocery store yesterday morning and came out with my cartload of groceries to find this parked in the very next space over. No price given, just a phone number. Doesn't look too bad. The engine was running with no one inside the car. He must have been afraid he wouldn't be able to get it started again. But it obviously runs and drives.
Probably was. Here's a page from the '55 Plymouth brochure. Belvedere coupe. The car has the same paint scheme.
If he did that here in Albuquerque - he wouldn't have to worry about selling it. It would just be plain gone! These thieves here works so fast it's mind boggling. But if it's your career choice, and you get plenty of training, you can do it pretty quickly.
His wife is packing his lunch box consisting of fermented canned liquid bread and a jug of white lightning to chase it all down. There are solids, in there, of course. She didn't forget an ample supply of Whoop@$$ cans. Book the trailer and let the fun begin
Maybe the car had a manual transmission. https://www.wimp.com/american-carjackers-vs-manual-transmission/
Hey, that happened up here in Seattle, where there are steep hills that test any manual-trans car. "Pill Hill," the hill leading up from the waterfront to Harborview Medical Center, is, near the top, a 60* incline. Even with an automatic, I use my left foot to hold the brake while I push the gas pedal with my right. I do not tempt fate there.
There are still some of us in Washington who know how to drive a manual. But I think that many of the younger generation, both car jackers and upstanding citizens, have no idea of how to operate a vehicle with three peddles. On a note relating to the 55 Plymouth, I wonder if the seller has an number in mind for the car? Most of the time when I see something for sale without a price listed I figure they have a Barrett-Jackson price in mind.
Likely, but not putting a price on the windshield is and old used car lot trick. Allows the salesman to pull a figure from thin air. Anytime I see a car for sale with no price, I immediately leave, and any vehicle I sell has the price prominently displayed.
Wanna play a prank on a house invader? Shoot him in self defence and when he wants to call an ambulance, hand him the old dial phone
Hahahahaha! After Mom died the Summer of '98, Dad cleaned out their storage, gave us kids bunches of stuff. My bro Geoff got their Western Electric desk telephone, with rotary dial, and when his oldest daughter saw it, she asked, "How do you dial this thing?" To which I stuck my finger in 0, and ran the dial around....
Oh, God, that reminds me of The Sopranos, after Tony killed Ralphie. Tony and Christopher buried his head and hands at a construction site, where Tony shows off his backhoe operating skills, citing to Christopher he had worked construction for a summer in high school.
