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Wagons in my past:
One of my brothers, after he adopted two children to bring the total to 5, just missed buying a Fleetwood 75 limo to haul them around in. Stuck with few choices, he bought a '73 Olds 98 wagon. 455 cu in. The rear glass powered up into the roof. The lower gate dropped into the floor. While he was working up north on the DEW line, I had to rig up an extension to the floor mounted dimmer switch so his (short) wife could drive it at night.
A year later, a BIL asked the local GM dealer to bring in a Chevelle wagon for him. When it arrived, he didn't think too much about the roof rack, the wood grain cladding or the swivel bucket seats. When he stepped on the go pedal, he certainly was not expecting the push of the 454 big block. Darn, that thing would go.
It went much better than the Fairmont wagon my father bought a few years after I left home. It had a straight 6. Its redeeming feature was its handling. Pretty good for the time. After all, it shared the Fox chassis.
Five years ago, my wife spotted a Golf Sportwagon and decided it would be her next car. The thing can carry 12 bundles of shavings, has been instrumental in moving my daughter's possessions at least twice and probably thinks it is a farm truck. Oh yes, it has a trailer hitch and has dragged home lumber for projects and an 11 ft sailboat. With the 1.8 turbo it can get out of its own way very nicely.
Best
Les
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