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Saying bye to my 95 wagon.

Discussion in 'Escort Wagons' started by KyleMcNamara, May 25, 2010.

  1. darkphoenix

    darkphoenix New Member

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    My first car was a 1985 Pontiac Firebird S/E WS6. It was basically a Trans Am without the bodykit and a few more luxo options inside. T-tops, 5 speed trans and a 305 engine, it got me into lots of trouble. Between then and now (almost 20 years, geez, I'm old) I have owned about 50 cars.

    I'm a car whore!
  2. grocerygettin

    grocerygettin Wagon life

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    I'll never get rid of the wagon it will be passed down
  3. 97MTracer

    97MTracer FEOA Donator

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    My first car was a 92 Taurus GL. Bought it for $50 with only 65k miles. Only thing wrong with it was a.c. didn't work and front calipers stuck a bit. Sat for three years before I got it. Traded that for a 97 Tracer bought a 96 escort wagon, then bought a 96 Subaru legacy, sold the tracer then bought a 96 escort sedan.

    I may be selling the wagon soon. It's rusted floor is scary. But it's fairly clean and only has 99, 878 miles on it. So many memories in these escorts. My moms got 250k miles on it before she sold it for $100 due to a blown head gasket.
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    parkspro FEOA Member

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    My first car was a 1990 Civic... lasted me about a week. Then I got smart and got the Escort, and it's been working since.
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    SJ FEOA Member

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    Man, I wish I had that still.
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    2doorLX FEOA Member

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    samurai-kitty FEOA Member

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    '72 Ford Pinto. Loved that car.
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    95wagonlx FEOA Donator

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    '95 Ford Escort Wagon. I love it
  9. denisond3

    denisond3 Moderator Staff Member

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    Two days after high school graduation I flipped a mint 53 Hudson into a cornfield. But that car belonged to dad. The first car I owned in my name was a 55 Pontiac station wagon, but even that one my father gave me to drive to college; if I could keep it running, which I did.
    The first vehicle I bought with my own earnings (& a bank loan) was the BMW R69S motorcycle, which I bought new in '68, and still have.
  10. JamesGarfield

    JamesGarfield FEOA Donator

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    If you wanna count the cars my Dad let me use while I was still living at home, there was a '68 Plymouth Fury III, a '64 or '65 Buick Electra 225, and my favorite one of his, a 63 Dodge 200 crewcab pickup. All those vehicles are long ago memories, and sadly so is my Dad.

    But the first car that I bought and owned myself was a 71 Subaru FF-1. This was about the 2'nd year Subaru was in the American market (not counting a previous failed market entry in the late 60's). This FF-1 was a 2-door sedan, an absolute stripper, with an 1100-cc boxer engine, no air, and it had been beat to he*l by the time I got it.

    I was a poor college student, living at home and commuting to class. This Subaru was buried under trash in a neighbor's garage 2 doors up the street. I bought it for 100 bucks, dug it out of the garage, aired up the flat tires, and pushed it home. I spent the summer of '78 patching it up and restoring this poor abused car, to a somewhat roadworthy state.

    The neighbor lady was one of these type of car owners who'd buy an old beater, drive it into the ground, and repeat every year or two. She had two wild hippie kids who trashed and bashed this poor car severely, bouncing it over orchard berms, crashing it multiple times, and taking it to S Padre beaches. Eventually it would no longer pass State inspection, and that's when they stuck it in the garage and left it there to rust.

    When I dragged it out of the garage and started knocking the rust and roaches out of it, I had no idea what I was getting into. I had turned down a $1000 Toyota Corola, in favor of this 'bargain'. Turns out I spent the same or more $$ on this Subaru, but you know how it is with project cars.

    The exhaust was gone, from the headers on back. The brakes were gone too, as Subaru of that year used natural rubber seals -- destroyed by DOT3 fluid. The steering rack and pinion was so worn there was about 4 inches of play in the steering wheel. The rocker panels and trunk floor were swiss cheese, courtesy of South Texas rust.

    But this car was MINE. It was a Sedan de Ville to me. I banged out the bashed fenders, and cut up an old galvanized swingset slide for bodywork patches. Can you say Bondo Queen? The car had been a pretty yellow, once upon a time. I brush painted it with red primer, ugly but functional.

    Put dual glass pack mufflers on, and it rumbled like a well-fed cat. Rebuilt the brakes -- which was ever so fun with the inboard drums Subaru had in that day. Put a Heathkit Capacitive Discharge electronic ignition in there, and then with radial tires replacing the original bias plys, that car would deliver an honest 40mpg on regular leaded.

    I drove that car all through school, and took it out to Tucson for my first job. This car had built-in anti-theft -- you could it right there where it said 'Subaru'. I never realized it at the time, but this ugly but loveable little car probably kept me out of potential paternity suits, too. I named it Pokuntsu, after the Japanese word pokuntsu, which I think means flimsy -- literally it means 'push-shove', as in, give it a good push and you can shove it right in.

    I put probably 50 or 60 thousand miles on it, until eventually the replacement parts situation became a problem. We didn't have the Internet back then, for parts searches and tech info. I got to be on a first-name basis with the junkyards, and the local dealers got to where they couldn't in good faith take my money for parts orders any more, as they couldn't even guess if or when parts could be found.

    The brakes eventually went out on it again, and with no parts to be found, I parked it and got an almost-new 82 Subaru DL hatchback, which I had and loved for the next 16 years. Eventually I left Tucson, and gave the FF-1 away to a local rancher, who might even still have it after all these years.

    Domo-Origato, Pokuntsu-San. I still miss you.
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    racewgn FEOA Member

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    First Car: '73 Super Beetle. But that was just a high school crush. Found my true love when the dealer delivered my 1995 Escort Wagon 5-speed in Ford Blue.

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