"I wasn't allowed to have a car in high school, but my dad let me drive his mint low-mileage B210 back and forth to work in the late 80's. It was bone white with a perfect tan interior, and might have been a 1978 model (not a Bee).
Top speed with two dumb high school kids in it was about 85 mph. One wet morning on the way to work, I spun it driving on US-1 in DC traffic and hit a concrete retaining wall on a bridge. The car was a little smashed up and the frame was tweaked, but it started…"
