RIP Ford Taurus

Brings back memories of Buckweaver's prom.

 

Found On Road Dead.

 

God, you're not kidding. I drove a hand-me-down 91 Taurus and had the transmission go blooey on my way to the bank to make the last payment. No joke. Got it fixed by some shade-tree mechanic who said that the repair would hold as long as I never put it in overdrive again. That held for a couple of years, until I went on a trip to Tennessee with my fiance. I was sleepy, let her drive, didn't tell about the overdrive thing. We wound spending a lovely afternoon in Chattanooga waiting for my parents to claim us and the remains of that shitty car.

Nobody does it like the bull.

 

I'm honoured.

 

Fucking Old Rebuilt Dodge

 

Still believe Taurus saved my life in a bad crash I had a few years ago. The pickup's bumper went through the upper left corner of my windshield, and the airbag and seatbelt saved me.

 

That would be AMC, the same people who produced the Pacer, the dorkiest car ever:

 

Yeah, but the Gremlin was cool.

 

I drive a Dodge Stratus!!!

 

Amy Poehler on the demise of the Taurus: "[It's] forcing many 30-somethings to find a new way to show the world theyv'e given up on their dreams."

Of course, that was the only funny line in the whole damn Weekend Update.

 

I must be one of the fortunate ones, then.

My '95 Taurus has over 160K miles on it, and only now is it starting to get wonky on me. I'm hoping it'll last a good while longer, too, since my financial situation is in no way conducive to purchasing a new ride.

 

Bingo.

As far as I'm concerned, the Taurus died when the original Taurus SHO was put to the glue works.