Auto|One Group would like to gently remind you that this Sunday is mother’s day. We repeat; THIS SUNDAY IS MOTHERS DAY, DON’T FORGET!! SHE BROUGHT YOU INTO THIS WORLD, SHE CAN DAMN WELL TAKE YOU OUT OF IT! Now that we have gently reminded you of your plans this weekend we can continue.
A little while ago I shared with you my experiences with my father and how it influenced/ fueled my passion for cars. I was gently reminded by my mother that she is also a gear head. She steered my upbringing but blames the results on my father. Allow me to present the necessary evidence.
Once upon a time in 1973 my parents needed a new car but dad was afraid to pull the trigger on something fun. He cited the oil crises, economy, resale value, shag rug values and everything else you could do to try and sway my mother into an economy car. My father wanted her to see a base model Ford Maverick 4 door sedan that he was interested in buying. It had an automatic transmission and something called the “thriftpower six”. It had green paint- not a very nice shade with cream coloured bumpers. This was the norm in the early 1970’s for a car trying to look good even though it was not. I think he told mom it had power windows as a selling feature.
Dad took mom to the dealership to see the car he had picked out. Mom saw what he was pointing at and said no way, end of story, back to the drawing board. On the way back home amidst an awkward silence they passed by a Datsun dealership. Mom saw a gorgeous sleek 2 door sports car sitting in the showroom and told my dad to pull in. She immediately fell in love with the 1973 Datsun 240Z in British racing green its long hood, sculpted roof line and short trunk. The price was about the same as the Ford Mavrick but the sporting heritage was undeniable. Automobile magazine called it one of the best cars of the 1970’s. They bought it on the spot. Score one for mom!
Mom worked for the Victorian Order of Nurses during this period and was assigned to do house calls for people who could not leave the house. She happily drove this rear wheel drive manual transmission car year round while answering house call. Mom rarely got stuck (we will get into her winter driving skills later). This Datsun remained with the family lovingly until my parents moved to New York. The car was not allowed to travel to the big apple because during the late 1970’s cars had a shelf life of 7 seconds before they were stolen.
This car was replaced by a silver Datsun 280zx that mom instead have the turbo box ticked on the build sheet. This was mom’s car that she used to carpool with me. While everyone else was getting dropped off to school in wood panel station wagons (predating SUV’s and minivans) I would get dropped off in a Japanese turbocharged rear wheel drive manual transmission sports car with a T-top roof. Does this make my mom a cougar?… I hope not. Regardless she loved it and so did I.
For any mothers wondering how this worked out there, let me tell you that the pros far outweighed the cons. Let’s examine them:
Pros of carpooling in a sports car:
- You can only take 3 children.
- Children are limited in their ability to squirm around and cause trouble because there is no room to move.
- Hockey practice for more than one child is out of the question. No room for more than one hockey bag
- Whining children are met with downshifting and the spooling of a turbocharger.
- No cup holders to put food and juice boxes in equals no eating or drinking in the car.
Cons of carpooling in a sports car:
- Explaining to a child that if you come to a complete stop in snow you will never get the car moving again.
- Having that child tell their mom that you don’t stop at stop signs and skid up and down hills.
- Having that child’s mother call you and question your driving habits/ skills.
I should mention that my Mom has never had an accident. She reminds me of this a lot… I’m sure your mothers remind you of that or similar driving flaws that you have inherited as well. Your mother always has your best interests at heart. Happy Mother’s Day!