This recent talk about push-button automatics has me reminiscing.
I had a 1962 Chrysler Newport with push-button auto. All the instruments (gas, oil, temperature, battery) were under a bulging glass cover. Ahead of the wheel, it looked like a jukebox.
Weirdest turn signal I ever saw too: a slider on the left side of the dash. It wouldn't stay in position, and continue blinking, unless you held it.
I thought it was defective until I ran into the owner of a Chrysler 300 (the muscle car version of the Newport or New Yorker). He had the same sliding turn signal and, nope, it wouldn't stay blinking.
You turned the wheel one-handed, while the other hand kept turn signal slider to left or right.
Foolish system.
The Chrysler had lousy gas mileage, about 12 mpg from its 400-something engine, but it sure ran smooth on the highway. Got it up to 95 mph through Wyoming one time.
I was moving, and I had 5,000 rounds of assorted reloads and about 30 pounds of gunpowder in the trunk.
If I'd gone off the road, they'd STILL be hearing the echo from the blast!
Had to sell the ol' Chrysler when gas got up to around 50 cents a gallon! In 1979.
What was I thinking?
I miss the ol' cross-eyed beast (2 headlights on each side, at an angle).
The opening scene of "Love Shack" video by the B52s has a 1962 Chrysler with the band in it. Theirs is a convertible and blue, mine was a hardtop and red with a white top.
Miss that ol' beast.
When I had it, Dad borrowed it one time to take his Chrysler boat (red, with a white top) for a day's fishing in Idaho. He was grinning when he pulled out -- a red and white Chrysler towing a red and white Chrysler.
I still kick myself for not getting a photo of that!