“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
My granddaddy had a Rambler back in the 50s. Didn't look like much but it was reliable, and reliable is what gets you from A to B.
Dad had one, it rusted out.
Back in 1971 a couple of kids walked on to a used car lot, the salesman said how much you boys have to spend? They left with a 1959 Rambler, push button transmission and the spare tire sitting on the back like that one, and they were a little wiser...
I had a Rambler 1968 Classic Station Wagon with a straight 6 and a 3 speed, damn good, reliable car that lasted me through the service and nursing school, good on gas too.
I'm not impressed with the new Bronco. But that old Rambler? That's got some lines on it, and would be a blast to tool around in.
It's the only car my grandfather(passed now 40 years)would drive. Pulled a trailer across western states. He and my grandmother would transport prisoners from San Bernadino and then vacation.
And showing up for a date in one that hand the fold-down seats was a guaranteed case of the stink-eye from her parents.
Learned to drive in my parent's 60 Rambler station wagon. Little straight 6 with a three speed manual on the column. Thirty years later when my Mom was cleaning out her filing cabinet she found the receipt for it. It cost $1800 and the only option they got was the oil filter!