The Definitive Shitbox

Oh MAN!!

When I was a teenager one of my best friends had a older brother of driving age, and his first car was a metallic green 1979 Chevette. Like a young duckling’s first glance at his mother, this was the first car I ever road in that I considered an abominable pile of shit.

Note I was taken home from the Hospital in an AMC Pacer….was driven in my youth in a Navy Blue AMC Concord that I called “KITT”, my Dad drove a fleet of I-4 2×4 Ford Rangers the 1991 edition would become my first car when I left for college, and I took my driving test on a 1996 Ford Taurus that I thought was a pretty sweet ride.

Still that Green Chevette (his brother called it “The ‘Vette” in the most ironic fashion, everybody else, including his father called it “The Green Booger”) is what I think of when I think of a “Shitbox”

Fun to see the review!

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3 Responses to The Definitive Shitbox

  1. bluesun says:

    My college roommate had one. Kind of hilarious to drive around in, you always felt like you were mere moments away from suddenly being in a pile of car parts. The very definition of rattletrap.

  2. McThag says:

    Buddy of mine had one.

    In his immortal words, “Wow, it took Ford to make me want my Chevette back,” referring to his ’82 Escort.

  3. Chris In TX says:

    And they made a 1.8L diesel version as well.

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