Why Veruca?
Once upon a time there was a little girl whose family had a 1965 Corvair Corsa Convertible.
Click the photo to see how cute she was.
The color was evening orchid. The interior was white with black and the convertible top was white. Her mother used to take her to grandma and grandpa’s house in the car. Her father used to make bets with corvette owners that he could beat them with the corvair on the twisty turny roads and beat them he did. The car was meant to be the little girls when she grew up and she could hardly wait for her turn to drive the pretty car. Then, as most little girls do, she started to grow up and lost control of her faculties for a few years. The pretty car disappeared and she mourned her loss for almost 30 years. Then one day she was faced with a dilemna. Her low mileage 1997 Black Chrysler LHS (with the leather interior and the awesome sound system) was…..STOLEN. Again she was mourning the loss of a pretty car. What should she do? The Sonata’s are pretty, sort of. The new cars are expensive. What on earth could replace the black Chrysler so she’d be happy again? She searched auto traders and called car dealers and searched ebay some more. Then she spotted a corvair web-site. The she stumbled upon the classified ads. THEN SHE SAW IT! A 1965 Corvair Corsa Convertible no more than 50 miles from her house! It had to be a sign. She called the number and got no answer. She left a message and didn’t hear anything for days. She spent way too much time on ebay looking now for corvairs to replace the one she’d lost. Nothing made her happy. She decided she should be a good responsible parent and buy a nice used sedan. She could take her child to school and know she had dependable transportation. She started looking at the ordinary, plain sedans, and even started dealing on a couple. That weekend, Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was on TV. She happened to tune in while the children were touring the Golden Egg Chamber and heard Veruca Salt tell her father, “I want it NOW Daddy!”. Soon thereafter, the fellow who ran the classified ad returned to town and started returning his phone calls. She called her knight in shining armor and they drove 50 miles to look at the pretty car. The little girl fell in love, called the banker, and lived happily ever after. The End.
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