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My parents never owned a station wagon, but when I was a kid I always wished we had one. So much room in the back to play! I did get a short taste of one - sometime in 1981 a truck driver had a heart attack at the wheel and took out an entire line of company cars parked in front of Dad's office - his '79 Malibu had the honors of first hit. The company borrowed or leased an '81 Caprice Estate that Dad drove for 3-4 months until they bought a fleet of Chevy Citations.
My Grandmother never pumped her own gas. I remember reading with horror a receipt in the coinholder from Driftwood Texaco: $1.61 per gallon for full service (this was probably in the mid 90's.) The last few years she drove the furthest she went was two miles for her yearly fillup at that station.
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