There it was: a shiny 1982 Volvo 240 DL. Even the officers didn't quite know what to make of it. I don't mind saying that we faced several objections at the time of the purchase, the two most serious being the price of the car and the fact that it wasn't American. To be quite frank, one reason we even considered the Volvo was that we weren't all that satisfied with the current crop of American made cruisers. As for the price, the $10,000 sticker could only be justified over time. What a bargain this car turned out to be. As one of the first operators, I can say that driving a Volvo as a cruiser presented a very unique experience, which included the looks of amazement and disbelief from motorists.
As per our practice, this car became our frontline cruiser. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, this car served its community well until one fateful day.
In the late hours of May 1982, the officer operating the Volvo inadvertently turned into the path of another cruiser while in pursuit of an offender. The officer walked away from the accident; the Volvo did not.
Once the goodbyes were said and the Volvo began its journey to the great junkyard in the sky, we immediately went out and replaced it with an exact duplicate. This car, too, lived up to the standards established by its predecessor. For the next two years it served Topsham in the trenches, potholes and frost heaves as our frontline cruiser, asking little in return.
But like all good things, this too came to an end as it was time to face the realities of age and miles - not unlike us humans - and take on a new assignment.