I had a '67 mustang in college and had a great time with that car. My brother and I souped it up. I intended to keep it forever, but one day it got accordioned on the freeway, and I was nearly killed. I swore off muscle cars after that.
A friend of mine was into mopars a few years later, and the itch to have a muscle car again became irresistable. I saw a 'cuda in a parking lot, and was instantly smitten. The lines are just better than that of any other muscle car. Poking around, I found mine for $3400 and bought it off some kids. It's been in my garage the last 20 years, I've slowly been working on it.
I'm a little different about one thing, though. I go to the mopar shows, and see the mopars immaculately restored. They're far better than they ever were new. But they leave me cold. I like the unrestored ones better. I like 'em when the paint isn't perfect, the bumper isn't so shiny, and they look just a tad disreputable. To me, that makes them perfect. Although I've never smoked, I like them when their interiors smell of cigarette smoke. I loathe chromed engine parts.
There are finesse cars, like Ferraris, which look good immaculate. Then there are the brute force cars, of which e-bodies are the best.
