Your mother has probably driven some rad cars in her life. Maybe they weren’t particularly rad at the time, but in retrospect have gained a following. Growing up, we had a handful of sporty-ish coupes in the driveway. I don’t really think any of them were particularly ‘cool’ on their own, but I was raised in the back seat of a scad of two-doors, which seems kind of cool in retrospect. She didn’t need a mega-sized SUV to haul a little kiddo around, just a mid-sized coupe with a decent trunk.
She bought a late 1970s Chevy Monza from my aunt and uncle. The first car I remember riding in was a 6th-gen Mercury Cougar XR-7 when I was a very small boy. In 1991 she leased a Pontiac Grand Prix SE coupe that lived through several hundred thousand miles and later became my first car—which I crashed exactly one year after taking ownership. We had a Chevy S10 Blazer that lived way longer than it should have. Were any of these really cool? Honestly, I’d be happy to have any of them hanging around my house today.
So, on this Mother’s Day, tell us all about the cars your mom drove. Did you have a badass mom with a Buick Grand National, or a classy mom with a few-years-old Jaguar, a sporty mom with a Porsche 944, or a mom’s kind of mom with a turbocharged wood-panel Dodge Caravan? We want to hear about the matriarch of your family, and the wheels she chose. I think it’ll be hard to beat my mom’s Cougar, though. Let’s hear it!
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