How I got my LBC, trying to keep it to bullet points:
Dear Dad,
1. 1968, 15 yrs old, learn to drive in Mike's new MGB on back roads in Bergen
County, NJ. No parental/legal knowledge or approval.
2. 1970, you "teach" me (heh, heh) to drive in your Rambler American w/ "3 on
the tree". Perform requisite stuttering starts to not reveal truth. By end
of afternoon you think you have budding Nuvolari, Moss, etc., on your hands.
3. 1972, yours truly allowed to look for first car. Not revealing desire for
MG, show you older Mini first. We don't even get out of car, too small.
Little devil that I am, we view MG Midget next. We get out of car; bigger,
yes, but still too small. Ah ha, me thinks, but surely he will fall for the
MGB. WRONG, vacuum brains, you are thinking old 6 cylinder Mustang like Dick
Greene suggested. Not surrendering easily, settle for neighbor's 1965
Mercedes Benz 190 gasoline powered sedan w/ 4 speed AUTOMATIC. Rare enough
back then they even put that word on the trunk lip!
4. 1975, spent last 3 yrs of college (Georgetown) w/ "campus car". Do you
know how many college kids you can stuff w/ or w/out their gear into a MB
sedan?! Everybody drove that thing. Hey, it was bigger than their LBC's
(jealousy, but I could trade drives), Mustangs, Camaros, etc. Graduate May
18th, pick up brand new 1975 MG Midget June 6th from Manhattan Auto in
Rockville, MD. Still driving that thing. See, Dad, I haven't killed myself
in that little thing yet!
And now you all know.
Regards w/ much thx to Dad,
Little Jack Horner
1975 MG Midget, "The Planter" (another story)
and all that other stuff
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