Hate me if you must

I think that most of us have the right idea about the true appreciation of automobiles, especially the older cars. I know that as I have gotten older I have developed an affinity for virtually anything from the seventies and earlier, even cars that I would have thrown rocks at as kid - I'm thinking Corvairs, Gremlins, you know, the usual list of suspects. Hell, nowadays I don't even get my undies bunched when the AMC guys show up at Mopar meets claiming to be one of us, and I might even give a Corvair refuge if it was nice enough (a Spyder would be cool). I used to hate 2nd generation Camaros; did they just pass them out as birthday or graduation presents to anyone & everyone back then or what??? Now I even have one of those. However it is caged & tubbed and to be quite honest it is a sh*tload of fun to drive (narrowed 8.75 rear sitting under it - can't stray too far from my Mopar roots...). I can't say that I'll ever take a real liking to Mustang coupes (gotta be a fastback or a vert - just my personal tastes, to each his own), and I know that you'll never find an Edsel in my garage, but I do like to look at more than only Mopars these days and try to keep an open mind. I must have mellowed somehow with age...

Adam, I had the opportunity 25 years ago while attending college in Valdosta, GA to cross paths with Richard Lassiter (President of the GS Club of America for those of you that may not recognize the name) many, many times. Make no mistake about it, those Buick GS cars will show you their tail lights at the drop of a hat. And they weren't taking them down to the track at Gainesville on a trailer either...we're talking a 100 mile drive, pull the slicks out of the trunk, turn off the air conditioner, and whip some ***. It left quite an impression on me.

Ray