“The Model 18 was the first low-priced, mass-marketed car to have a V8
engine, an important milestone in American automotive history.”
From Wikipedia: The Model B, Model 18 &
Model 40 are Ford cars and light trucks produced between 1932 and 1934.
They succeeded the Model A. The Model B continued to offer Ford’s proven
four cylinder and was available from 1932 to 1934. The V8 (Model 18 in
1932, Model 40 in 1933 & 1934) was succeeded by the Model 48. In
Europe, it was built slightly longer. The same bodies were available on
both 4 cylinder Model Bs and V8 Model 18/40s. Rather than just a much
updated version of the Model A, Ford launched a completely new model for
1932. The V-8 was marketed as the Model 18 in its initial year, and
commonly simply called the Ford V‑8. It had the new flathead V‑8 engine.
The Model 18 was the first low-priced, mass-marketed car to have a V8
engine, an important milestone in American automotive history.
How many scenarios do I have in my head about the finale that will never happen? Too many. But here’s another one.
Bill is being sucked back into the rift, along with everything else from Weirdmegeddon. At the last moment, his hands become tendrils, and he lashes them out towards Ford. “I’M TAKING YOU WITH ME SIX FINGERS! WE’LL BE FRIENDS UNTIL THE E N D O F T I ME!” Stan sees what’s about to happen and shoves Ford out of the way. The tendrils catch him around his leg and begin to drag him toward the rift. Ford launches himself forward, and grabs Stan’s arm, his other hand latches onto a branch from a pine tree. Ford is using all his might to keep Bill from pulling Stan into the rift and Stan could see it’s hurting him. “Poindexter! You have to let go or both of us will be pulled in!” “Don’t be stupid, Stanley!”
Ford’s hand is slowly slipping off the branch, no matter how hard he tries to hold onto it. “Let GO Ford!” “It’s either the branch, or you, and I’m not letting go of you, ya knucklehead! ” Just when he’s about to loose his grip, somebody else grabs his arm. Then another person. He looks up to see Mabel and Dipper grabbing his arm. Mabel is holding her grappling hook in her other hand, and the rest of the resistance fighters are pulling it. Dipper is shouting orders at them to heave Ford and Stanley back. Then the rift closes and they all tumble onto the ground in a giant heap. Mabel and Dipper immediately tackle their grunkles in a giant hug, and Ford pulls Stanley into the group hug. “You… you scared me so badly, Stanley.” Then he gives him a playful punch in the arm. “Don’t ever do something like that again!” “Heh, well I’m not exactly planning to be sucked into any more inter dimensional rifts anytime soon.”