RECAPSLETTERS
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MATTHEW LITWIN WROTE IN ISSUE #202 about his experience with the Chevrolet Citation. I’d like to add my story.
In 1981, I had cash and knew what I wanted. After being ignored at four local Chevy dealerships, I found a young woman, both salesperson and undergrad, who listened to my desires: a Cream-colored X-11 with four-speed and no other options. It took her two days to find one in Reno. She got my price approved and said she would go there to pick it up. After the drive downhill on U.S. 80, the excitement in her voice was astounding.
“How did you know about this car? What a blast to drive—this is a muscle car! No one here at the dealership had any idea.” Kinda made me feel proud as a shopper.
For the next 22 years, it served as the family everything: Autocrossing, hauling cement
