I don't know years, but one of my brothers once had a Chrysler LeBaron. I think it was a '93? White, convertible. One day, with me riding shotgun, he went to a boat ramp (ramp that leads into a lake) and floored it. Just before hitting the water, he pulls the e-brake and swings the wheel hard to one side. The back end whipped over the water and the car stopped, facing up the ramp. That started the fight, but it's not why his friend broke his ankle. That was later. All in all it was a good night, even though it ended up with a trip to the ER. My brother's still one of my favourite people in the world. And I do miss that car.
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