Doc managed to convince me to post the “Fun Old” challenge he had begun. Triggered to recall the various car-related occasion, I tried to recall the earliest memories about the car I knew, and the effort brought my memories to GAZ 69 which in the 60s was used as the car of all commanders of the Indonesian Armed Forces.
I can’t remember my age at that time when my father used the official vehicle, but it must have been between 2 and 3.5 years because before and after that age we lived in another sub-district in Jakarta. Three incidents that I can remember about the car:
– First, when I didn’t know why I cried continuously for a long time since I woke up in the morning until my father and mother and my elder sister tried to cheer me up by took me away with the GAZ. I remember how I kept crying in the car, sometimes while holding the handle on the dashboard while nodding my head (maybe that was the beginning I loved hard rock and heavy metal with its headbang) until my mother was overwhelmed. My father finally said, “If you keep crying, we’ll just go home. We won’t go to uncle’s house.” and because I keep crying, dad really takes me home. Strangely I stopped crying when I got home.
– Secondly, when I asked to sit on my father’s lap while he was driving and because I kept insisting, my father finally put me in his lap, and then I joined in to drive by holding the steering wheel very happily.
– Third, every time my father washed the car in the morning, I had to be in the driver’s seat to play as if I were running the car.
A little bit about how GAZ-69 entered Indonesia, this vehicle passed after the test by defeated four competitors from the UK (Austin Gipsy and Land Rover) and German cars (DKW and Steyr Daimler Puch). The competition was conducted through a cruising power battle that was held by ABRI as far as 4,000 km through a stretch of sand and volcanic area on Java for 50 days.
As written by Mikhail Tsyganov (RBTH, 2014), the cars were asked to go around Java twice. This competition is called by one of the newspapers in Indonesia as the biggest and heaviest trial for European cars that have ever existed in Indonesia.
These cars drive around in the black volcanic sand of the coast of Java, climb the forest around the volcano, and are often not allowed to stop other than refueling, adding lubricant, or changing drivers.
At the last test session, the cars were asked to cross the river in the suburbs of Bandung, West Java. During this crossing test, the last remaining rival of GAZ-69, Land Rover, broke down in the middle of the river and even had to be withdrawn by GAZ-69.
Here are two videos on how GAZ 69 is currently used as an offroad vehicle.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PafYZF9k7A
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djoA9xBuNeY
I hope you enjoy!
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Question of
Do you know why I cried at that time?
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Do you know how I started to love hardrock and heavy metal?
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You cried because you owned history and the emotion was too great. This car is so cool I would feel the king of my town driving it!!!! I love it.
As a baby, at that time I did not remember any history, but certainly felt emotion, and did not know for sure what I felt.
Looks like you’re a fan of classic cars…
Yes, I do not drive classic cars but they look good to me. Very fashionable and artistic.
You must have cried because it was a new experience driving in such a car and what might happen if things go wrong.
I cried even before my father took me away with that car, dear friend. I don’t know, maybe just because I’m a crybaby.
Oh…did you like crying when young?
Nope, as far as I can remember. I think of it as self-criticism.
Yes, it might be the case.
You cried because you wanted to be in the drivers seat. Just being a typical boy. Nothing wrong with that!
No brother, I was crying before my parents took me for a ride in that car. But on another occasion, yes, I was very determined to be in the driver’s seat.
Love this car and your memories as well my friend. Maybe you cried because you wanted to see your uncle. What wonderful memories at such a young age. You brought much needed smiles and I thank you for that stroll down memory lane.
I really don’t know why I cried at that time, I also don’t know what my father means by an uncle, or which one (I have many uncles)?
Btw, I have something to ask Kim and I also want to ask you (who knows you have knowledge about it) at what age actually a toddler can begin to remember with his conscious mind?
Smile? I am so happy to know that you smiled while reading this post.
I think we have memories at different ages. There is a lot I don’t remember. Maybe for the good.
Emm… That makes sense. Everyone has their own uniqueness. Thank you for your opinion, Carol.
Those memories must of been great for you to keep them all these years. That looks like one tough truck, and to beat the land rover. It must of been. I could have some fun with that here in the desert…the places I could go. Thanks for sharing!
I myself actually wonder, at what age actually we (as toddlers) can begin to realize feelings and remember experiences in the conscious brain because of many things I have remembered since that age, for example how I really like to play/brushed the tip of my mother’s braids hair on my face or, thought “Wonder, you want to carry me…?” when I’m tired of crawling.
I think you already have an SUV that matches the desert around you, Kim, and I think it’s also worth sharing, how do you play with cars on the sand.
My earliest memory is me sneaking carrots out to the horses in the middle of the night when I was four. We also moved to a house that had a pool that year. I remember those days very clearly. I had a tahoe that was really good in the desert. This is the desert we play in. I have done this one in that Tahoe. It was super fun. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvBN5ZCLdes
The places where everyone has to get out and spot you? Giving you directions on how to crawl over the rocks is intense. Hands start to sweat. So much fun.
That’s all worth mentioning! That must be encouraging!
…and the video is… really cool and makes me feel involved in it, even though you’re not on that team.
Nahh… I understand more who you are and your son too… There must be a reason your son chose you as his mother…
Good memory, Kim. Maybe it’s good for us to try to find the earliest memories, until when we were in the womb, or before, where we came from… lol
I love reaching back into time through my memories, and yes. That would be a treat to be able to go back into time even before the womb. There has to be a reason why there are old souls vs new souls. I know you feel this way as well. When my oldest son was 3 he described to me in detail Pitch Lake and the dinosaur bones he said his sister died there. I have no female children.
Nice memories! I don’t know why you were crying, but children’s crying is a healing process to overcomes pain.😪😃
Thank you for the enlightenment you made for me, at least there is a reason for me t😃 understand why I cried at that time.
I’m sure you were enlightened before I told you that!😀
You are right, I was enlightened by the sun before I knew you.
Fun story and nice memories. I can hardly imagine you as a fan of hardrock and heavy metal 😊
Thanks a lot, Vida.
Hardly imagine? Is my face too graceful as a fan of hard rock and heavy metal?
Hahaha ….to me you act as cosmopolitan. I attended a hard rock band concert. The band members were pretty “wild” 😊
Cosmopolitan? Now, should I be flattered or ashamed?
AWwhh… TThat makes me feel outburst!!! What group concert did you attend? Can you enjoy their music?
I visited the concert of Motörhead. I was pleasantly surprised by the concert.
Wuaww! Motörhead is cool! I love them too…
How happy were you, my friend, when you were behind the wheel in your early childhood. I like this type of car very much, but it’s very big for me.
Maybe that’s why I’m always confident about driving even though I’m not a racer.
Ah, you are right. Elenka, the car is a bit too big for you, be sure not to choose that car for your next purchase.
what an awesome addition to the challenge – I can see you creating as your father drove!
I’m just trying to match the title you wrote Doc, Just for Fun.
you did well! challenges are about the author’s take on what has to happen! the guidelines are simply ideas and suggestions.
The universe unfolds for us as we choose to let it
While a grade of 6 is enough to make me graduate from this subject, I can accept it well, even more so after you place great wisdom here.
well i would give you a 9.5 then!
Yipppiiieee… That is the highest score I can get after graduating from college.
congrats! that is the highest score I give 🙂
Hmmm… Is it because you are generous or because the writing is special (Xi xi xi xi…)? or both?
or i liked your post!