Talk About Old Cars

So I was reading Blogs this morning and read one from Joel and Michelle Wilson about the horrible cars they were forced to drive as teens. I thought it was so funny and then remembered my teen car. I really think my teen years car beats your any day. Let me describe this little jewel to you.
Color was gray blue and rust. I think there was much more primer on it that remained un painted that there was actual paint.
The gas tank was in the front and the air cooled engine in the rear. There was no gas gauge. We remedied this by cutting an old broom stick to about 3 feet in length. Went to the gas station and filled the tank up. Then we promptly stuck the broom stick in the tank and with a magic marker, marked the top of the wet area as full. Now is resembled the oil dip sticks of today.
Heater: there was no heater but we keep many blankets in the rear cubbyhole.
Wipers: Yes there were wipers but if the rain or snow was severe they were not powerful enough to fight against natures force, there for who ever had the honor of sitting shot gun got a long snow type scraper which they hung out their window, across the windshield and with human power kept the windshield clear enough to drive.
Interior: Vinyl seats with more duct tape than not. Covered up with old t shirts draped over them. The seat backs ended at about your shoulders if you were short like me. So if you were the tall sort of person they ended at about your mid back. No seat belts. Rubber mat type things that covered the entire floor of the car.
Radio: Didn't exist.
Blinkers: Now these were my favorite spec on this car. If you look very carefully at the picture you will see them in between the front door and rear window post. When you signaled to go right, this little arm thing would pop out of the space between the front door and rear window on the right side of the car. It had a light on the end that would blink as it proceeded to move up and down. Turn left and the arm thingy would flip up and down on the left side of the car. You can simulate this action by putting your arm close to your side, them move your hard upwards, without allowing your elbow to move away from your body. This unique property would bring howls of laughter from my friends.

Yes the 1951 VW Bug was truly a beast in more ways than one.