I downloaded and installed Google Earth today. After few minutes of playing with it I got curious and started looking for stuff I know I’d recognize, like my parents’ house and my old high school. I first looked for my parents current home, but it turns out that their home is too new, or the picture too old. In either case, their current house isn’t even on Google Earth. Not wanting to leave disappointed, I started looking for the place I lived in before I moved down to South Florida. Not surprisingly, I found it. What I found surprising, however, was also finding my old 1986 Chrysler LeBaron, as well as what I think is my parents’ old minivan (before my brother smashed it up against a gas station light pole one fine morning).
(Yes, I know, in the picture above its “Parents'” not “Parent’s”. I’m too lazy to re-do the whole thing. Plural possesive, blah blah blah…) Here’s the same image, zoomed in and at an angle, to provide a different perspective.
How do I know it’s my old LeBaron? Judging from the color, I’d say I have about a 95% chance of being right.
After it finally died, the car sat just in front of the house on the grass for about a year, waiting for some poor sucker to come along and pick it up for $100.What you see in the picture is where it sat for that year. Grass under it turned brown and died, creatures with 4+ legs called it home, and parents started using it to scare their kids. Come to think of it, I don’t remember whether anyone ever bought that thing or not.
As for the other car, I can’t tell whether that’s gray or white. If it’s gray, it’s a minivan. If it’s white, it’s a station wagon.
In any case, it’s nice to know that not only can I Google all my personal information, but that now, thanks to Google, my car is a pseudo-historical landmark.
(Also, here’s a link to the Subnixus Las Vegas giveaway.) This is number 1.