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I see to have a dressed up Taurus (Mercury Sable). Not sad that I sold it.
I dated a girl who drove a Taurus. Bench seats in the front. Back when we could go to the drive in movies. We had a buffet of take out food on that huge dashboard.
My dad had a Ford Tempo for awhile, he liked it, but then he was shorter than me. I found it too hard to get in and out of.
Jim
I had one for years. Company car. It took a lot of miles, and abuse. It was maybe a step down from a Taurus? Sort of like Ford's K-car? Today, The City's municipal fleet uses Ford Focus for the pee-on, low level workers. Supervisors got the Taurus back then. Now the supervisors drive Explorers. It started and ran. Nothing exciting. Not much power. My girlfriend at the time hated riding in it. It was embarrassing when her friends all had little BMWs. The alternative was my Jeep which was about 20 years old, and looked like a 20 year old Jeep. Or my Harley, which embarrassed her even more.
You can still buy used government cars. I wouldn't. High mileage. Abused. You are really buying a repair bill. Very seldom, do you get a government car which isn't worn out. All the old Ford's you want - to fix or repair daily.
I am as uniquely unqualified to prosecute criminals and uphold the law, as the next man on the streets. So I contacted The Mayor's Office and asked to be appointed as the next District Attorney. The Mayor has not returned my call. If I am selected, I will keep everyone on here posted.
After I am appointed, I will name you to my administration as "special agent". Get you a badge, like Hefner & Elvis. Assign you to The Fraud Unit, to make sure that top price steakhouses are actually serving prime grade meat. You may need a medical clearance from your doctor. I wouldn't want you to suffer an on the job injury when you are out there, undercover, eating prime rib.
