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Betsy Was a Good Old Sport

Styled like a T Bird. She really purred in third. By listening to the engine you did shift. Ahe was sleek and styling if you get my drift. Her body golden cream, the roof black. It's the one with the roof that slants slightly back. Pop shifting soon became my speciality. I just loved my 1964 Super Sport Chevy.

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