What One Car (doesn't have to be a Mopar) Turned You Into A Gearhead?

In high school a friend's dad drove a lowered 55 F100, built 302.
His mom drove a 68 Chevelle, 396 4 speed. She drove us around in it all the time.

My Grandpa had a 63 Fargo D200 which I always thought was the coolest truck.

My grandparents also had a 62 Dart 330, plain jane /6 car stuffed in the bushes, which they later gave to me. My cousin and I would always sit in the car and pretend to drive it. I looked at all the years of Dart's and decided 70 was my favorite, then I was on the hunt for one.

Then my cousin bought a 72 Gold Duster, snake skin roof and all. He then had it painted Hemi Orange, dropped in a 360, headers, 8 3/4. I drove it in my prom parade, doing burnouts at every stop sign, with the cops yelling at me to stop. My friend was in his mom's 68 Chevelle behind us, doing burnouts each time I did. It started a chain reaction.

The sweet feeling of 15 old cars doing burnouts all in a line got me hooked.