Here's a couple.....
Filling up at a local station, a guy pulls in at pump beside me, I notice he is looking the car over. He finally compliments the car, I reply with a simple Thanks. He then proceeds to ask me why I had everything on the entire car painted black
I tell him that's the way all Grand Nationals came from the factory. He says, Grand Nationals? What are those. I simply told him to go home & Google Buick Grand National.
Just a couple weeks ago, a friend & I took my car to the track. On the way home we stopped at a gas station to get a drink & snack. We came out to find this guy checking the car out (strapped to the trailer) He was in simple awe of it, asking a million questions, asked if he could take pictures, etc. The car looked like $hit. Mismatched wheels (D/Rs on different rims that fronts) rubber, dirt, grime on rear quarters. He then had to tell us about him having an '87 442 that got stolen from his inner city Chicago house (there's a shocker
) We felt bad for the guy, he was really upset about it, as he shoulda been.
Finally, the best for last. One of the tellers at my local bank always flirts with me (I'm married, she's engaged) I know damn well if I wasn't married this one would be easy pickings
She's got a funky, yet cute look about her. My wife doesn't care for her much, I just laugh it off. Anyhow, I drove the GN to the bank one Saturday to cash our paychecks. A used the drive-thru. Said flirt is who I happen to get. She starts asking simple questions about the car & then makes a comment about how comfortable the seats look
(remember how I said easy pickings and my wife doesn't care much for her?)
And of course.... the typical Monte, my uncle had the twin turbo version, V8s have better torque, blah, blah, blah.