In Memory of The Anti-Chrysler (1991-1998)

The car is the Cordoba with the fine corinthian corduroy!
(sorry about the pic quality, my scanner is a bit dirty)

A couple of my closest friends who, assured that all statutes-of-limitations have expired, are making a movie based on the exploits of our shared misspent youth (Thank God I wasn't planning a career in politics!).

Think something along the lines of "Ferris Bueller" meets "Blues Brothers" meets "Dazed and Confused" with a bit of "The Big Lebowski" and some "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and "American Graffiti" thrown in....... and you might come close.

Anyhoo.... During the requisite reminesing that followed, the question arose as to what ever became of the car that served as our own personal bat/blues-mobile; The gargantuan, gas guzzeling, livingroom-couch-on-wheels known simply as....... The Antichrysler

I purchased this car right after I graduated from high school for the whopping sum of $94
and continued to drive it until it died in 1998.

Though I won't delve too deeply into the madness that it witnessed, it was not only the largest car I've ever owned, but my favorite. Without it, I would have certainly lived a more boring, less adventurous life back in the day.