My first car. A 1976 AMC Matador wagon. My friends loved it and dubbed it, "The Madhatador". I was less than enamored of it but had to admit that it had a certain panache. I once packed 15 people in it, dusted a couple of dudes at the light on 146 who were clowning me even though all they were packing was a paltry V6, hosted roof rides, did doughnuts with it in slippery parking lots and took it flying over "The Bump" in North Smithfield.
My friend John and I had this mad scheme of acquiring an ice cream truck and turning it into "the ultimate surf mobile", while ignoring the fact that that's what we were rolling around in. Stupid kids.
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