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#99 Station Wagons



STATION WAGONS – After getting my driver’s license at sixteen, I was only allowed to drive my mom’s car, the 1970’s station wagon. It was brown and beige all over, with velour lining for the seats. And it was ginormous! So ginormous in fact that I needed to sit on a throw pillow to be able to see over the steering wheel and dashboard. But what did I care? I was a new driver and the world was mine for the taking. My friends commonly referred to my car as ‘The Boat’. But I had transportation, room to fit eight people, and after parallel parking that monster, I was confident that I could handle any other vehicle. I was a road warrior.


STATION WAGONS – GAME CHANGER!


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