Guess I an old man here. When I was in High school muscle cars were out of flavor and easy to buy. I bought my friend's Dad's 1970 442 and immediately wrecked it. Bought a 73 Chevelle SS with a small block and couldn't understand why it was so slow. We had GTO's,Camaros, mustangs, Impalas, etc. that we treated like crap. No one knew or could have predicted that these cars would later become so valuable. Cripes, I remember one drunkin night offroading in a big block Impala convertible laughing as we bounced what wasn't all that rough of a car off nearby trees. Gas crisis quickly had me in European cars and owned a string of em. Lived in Mexico and got the VW fever (bug) , returned to the States and immediately sold off all my British cars. I had recently restored a cherry 68 Austin Healy BJ8 3000 and thought I was D. Trump cause I got 16k for it and bought my first house in 1986, ugh. Sold Porches for a time and built a lightweight non sunroof 73 911 with a weber carbed 3.0 liter not a drag car but with the lsd and different ring &p certainly embarrased a lot of stop light jockeys. Life happened, mortgages, kids, jobs etc. and the cars got sold or parked. Happy for right now just to fly a boat every now and then nothing like twin whatevers screaming behind you and all your cares disappearing with the wake. With three kids to put through college looks like the closest muscle car experience for me for some time will be driving the family suburban with a 6.0.
Brian
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