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My first car was a 1985 Dodge Daytona.
Nothing special, not compared to some of the cars you guys had.
I had trouble keeping an alternator in my car. Other than that no issues.I had an 84 Daytona. The car was a blast to drive for the first 12,000 miles. But the Daytona/Chrysler Laser had a whole bunch of common problems. I knew 3 others who had one or the other and we all had a tachometer or speedometer (or both) quit working...the clutch cable breaking, usually just after the 12,000 mile warranty ended, and while the car had a 5/50,000 "drivetrain" warranty, the clutch cable wasn't considered part of the drivetrain - even though the cars had to be towed in...the "turbo" idiot light came on and stayed on. The electrontics would reset on about a monthly basis. Lee Iacocca was a helluva salesman though. Back then he'd look at the camera and say "if you can find a better car - buy it". I should have listened.
Reminds me of a story that my father used to tell. He was good friends with the Chrysler dealer in Birmingham. The dealer told him this story.Remember your first set of wheels? Mine was a 1959 Olds Super 88. I paid $50 for it. It got 12 mpg and 100 miles on a quart of oil.
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I like it to. It looks simple and serviceable.
Funny story. You are correct. $0.25 a gallon. Not bad but I was making $1.15 an hour in 1968. I worked in a gas station. Second best job ever. Got to work on my old junker car and meet girls from my high school. The good looking ones got extra green stamps.Reminds me of a story that my father used to tell. He was good friends with the Chrysler dealer in Birmingham. The dealer told him this story.
The 1956 Chrysler Imperial had the largest stock V-8 engine that had ever been put in an American automobile up to that point in time. (I can't verify that. It's just what I was told.) The gas mileage was crap, but gas was only 25 cents/gal; so nobody really cared. Except one day a man came in the Service Department looking like he was about to have a stroke. He started yelling at the Service Manager that he "only got 12 GD miles to the gallon, and what was the Service Manager going to do about it." The Service Manager asked, "Will you sign a statement to that effect?" The man replied, "You're GD right, I'll sign a statement to that effect." Service Manager replied, "Good. I want to show it to the guys who are only getting 10 miles/gal."![]()