:d Bill...those old "road-toads" were tough little beasts weren't they? Ugly...but tough! And still awful easy on gas given the other models for sale at the time.
Oh yes, tough. I wasn't being facietious when I said I treated it like a tank either. I drove it through every patch of woods I could find in Arlington and Alexandria, VA. There were a lot of acres of woodland back in the late 60's...
During one of my drives through the woods around 2am, my buddy and I suddenly spotted a very large, victorian style mansion. I stopped the car, and my buddy and I slowly crept up to the house, wondering why it was so far back in the woods. Peering through a large picture window, we spotted a garrison sized Nazi flag hanging over the mantle of the fireplace...
...as we turned to "get the heck outta there," we were suddenly surrounded by a half-dozen men dressed in tan, wearing red swastika armbands, each of whom were holding the leash of some very nasty looking dobermans...
It seems that we had accidentally stumbled onto the headquarters of the ANP, owned by none other than George Lincoln Rockwell. :faint:
Needless to say, we both needed a change of drawers about then. Fortunately, they called the police who hauled both of us off to jail, had my car towed and impounded, and called our parents.
Unfortunately for me, the police found some empty gas cans and my siphon hose in the trunk, along with some empty liquor bottles (hey, I was a WILD KID in those days!)... :friday:
...worse, the ANP Hdqs. had been firebombed twice in the previous month, so it looked for awhile like our gooses were cooked! However, after interviewing both my buddy and I along with our parents, the Police Chief told my dad and my buddy's dad that we had "nothing to worry about" and he'd make sure that no charges would be filed...
...but, he added quietly "if you should happen to go there again, make sure to burn the place to the ground..." :gossip:
A few days later, George himself called my house and asked to speak with me. He accepted my apology, but then asked me "what the hell I was doing running around with a damn Jew boy!"
"Well," I said, "as it happens my buddy is Episcopalian. I'm the Jew you nasty little man!"
I hung up after a few seconds of stunned silence. :woot: