When I was growing up, cars were ordered the way you wanted them. My dad, who drove only station wagons, always had the dealer check off the box for what some people call “poverty caps” (dog dish hubcaps) to… more»
When I was growing up, cars were ordered the way you wanted them. My dad, who drove only station wagons, always had the dealer check off the box for what some people call “poverty caps” (dog dish hubcaps) to… more»
