Just a note to all you kids who these days think it is your birthright to receive a really nice car from your parents when you turn 16. That Ramblin' Wreck of mine was a 1963 Rambler which my parents paid $300 for and gave me my junior year in college.
But, back in 1972, it got me from Athens, Georgia, to DeKalb, Illinois, a couple times, even burning through a quart of oil every 75-100 miles.
Like I said, I couldn't sneak up on anyone in it as the burning oil smell would give me away quickly.
It Was a Ramblin' Wreck, But From UGA, Not Ga. Tech. --RoadDog