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VOLKS FOLKS
I've been around volkswagens nearly all my life. I can remeber shoveling snow
off of it to make snow cones when I was about four. My mother and father are
Californians at heart and I guess that old Californian spirit and Volkswagen love has
rubbed off. I have been taught about Volkswagens all my life. My father
would always point them out while driving and my mothers volkswagen (the snow
bug) has been sitting in a repair shop for 8 years waiting to come home. I
recently bought a volkswagen of my own from an old man who restores the
"bugs." Its a white resto project '69 that my dad and I are going to work on
together.
Christopher Elder
MY DREAM CAR
Can anybody own a V.W. and not have a story?
When I bought my dream car, it was a $350 junk pile in some guy's backyard
with a melted waterbed-mattress on top of it. After dragging it home, taking
three weeks to rebuild my first V.W. engine, and making sure the brakes
worked, I participated in an all V.W. road rally !!!!! (weeds hanging out the
bottom, sun-baked tires, spider webs all over the place) I had a blast-no
first place-but i had a blast.
Keep Dubbin'........Del Ring
Der FAHRVERGNATTIX Klub House
MY FIRST VOLKSWAGEN
In the summer of 1987 is the first time I can remember ever laying eyes on a Volkswagen. I was only about 5 years old. My uncle John came back and visited me from college. Then he played a joke on me that I don't think I will ever forget. He was telling me about his car and it's "HERBIE" powers. The way it would sing a song to me if I said a certian word. He told me to say "DIXIE" and WOW!! that car played the same song that the General Lee did on the Dukes of Hazzard (My Favorite Show). Cool, I said, I want one. Then he left. Well, this August,of '97, I got my Beetle at the age of 15 but no matter how many times I said "DIXIE" the stupid thing didn't play it. About in September, of the same year, I asked him how did he get the car to sing? "What are you talking about?" he said. "Your beetle played any song I told it to and mine doesn't!" I said. Then a short laugh, followed by a longer laugh, and then an uncontrollable laugh, and he said "I had almost forgetten. You still believe that?" "Well, Yeah, what's so funny?" I asked. Then he went to his closet and pulled out his briefcase. Then he opened it up and with everything I had sent him while he was in college, there was a musical horn sound control box. "I saved it for you" he said.
So that day we installed it in my car and now I go through town and play it.
---Kyle McCullough
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