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My next car was a Chevrolet Caprice 9C1 model. It was a beefed-up version of the civilian Caprice; with oversized front and rear
sway bars, a full size spare, a higher-output alternator, 4 wheel disc brakes, certified digital display speedometer, and extra
upgrades that I don’t know or care about, I’m just copying stuff from Wikipedia and you also probably don’t care at all about
the 3.08 final drive ratio (3.23 w/std. 200 hp/245 ft·lbf L99 V8 4.3 L (265 cid) SFI engine any more than I did, but I do remember
that one of our Caprices had an engine that was actually the same as the stock corvettes which gave it very good acceleration.
Under the giant hood, the internal combustion liquid fossil fueled engine compartment looked like this:

Those cars (we had I think three of them) had massive dashboards, I do remember that. The other thing I remember about that
model is that the trunk was also positively ginormous. And we learned the hard way that any unsecured gear in the trunk, if
given enough room to slide back and forth during any aggressive driving, would quickly dent out the sides of the back quarter
panels from the inside out. Not a good look. Didn’t happen to me, though. I kept my junk in the trunk tight.

I only had that car for a year or so. Basically, every spring when a new car showed up to be added to our fleet, whichever officer
who got it would pass down his now-old car to somebody else, and then maybe that other officer’s car would get passed along,
and eventually the oldest car would be given to the newest rookie, or transferred to the reserve officer motor pool, or it would
be sold at auction. So there was a lot of car shuffling and reassigning going on, and it gave me a good opportunity to drive a lot
of different cars. I also remember the time we got brand new tire chains for snowy weather and the boxes of chains were all
mislabeled. Meaning they said they were the right size, but there were literally just one inch too small. Which caused me a lot
of grief when I was trying to put my set one day very cold snowy day and could not make them fit, even though I was positively
sure they were the correct size. Literally just one inch too short! Sooo aggravatingly close! When my hands finally got too wet
and frozen I gave up and when I came in to the station, the sergeant confirmed that none of the new chains were fitting. I felt a
lot better then about my failed efforts.