Automobile Enthusiasts

But it was also a rolling ulcer. Back then I was 19 and no one would insure it. They could legally do that back then. You also couldn't get any parts for the body, glass or interior back then either. I literally was having nightmares about a rock hitting the windshield, and you couldn't buy a new one. For one year it was my only car and daily driver. I needed a small piece of chrome trim around the interior and I found an ad in the newspaper that someone was parting one out. It was 7:00 am on a sunday and I went over to where it was and it looked like a shark feeding frenzy. There were about a dozen people taking the car apart.

It was very loud and a cop magnet. I never actually got a moving violation in it, but I was probably pulled over more than 20 times in the two years I had it. This was in '71-'73 and teenagers in hot rods were an endangered species. Some cops pulled me over just as a fishing expedition and then they would tell me they just wanted to check out my nice car.

But it wasn't all bad. Along with those nightmares, it's the only car that still shows up in my dreams in a good way.