I owned two Chevy Novas - a 1973, with a 307 cid motor in it and no power brakes. Made driving in the city a serious workout for the right leg/foot. No air, no radio (I added my own 8-track system with 4 speakers that, for me at least, was the bomb), and no carpeting on the floor. It was your basic econobox-minus-more-stuff and I loved that car. It was my first half-assed muscle-car-that-wasn't.
I traded that car in for a brand-new 1978 Chevy Nova. That car had a 305 in it, a 4-speed manual, no radio (I again added my own), Positraction, and an affinity for rust that defied description. The ass end of that car was almost completely devoid of anything approximating suspension and the complete lack of "muscle" in another muscle-car wannabe was palpable. But, it had bucket seats, a tachometer, and a speedometer that went all the way to 85 mph. I was in hog heaven.
The glories of a misspent y'ute.
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