The car that started it all?

I've been a car guy/kid all my life. I've always liked movies and T.V. shows with cool cars and car chases. If by "did it for me" you mean getting into resto work, my dad's old Fury III is the car that did it for me. My dad bought this car back in '77 and it was our family transportation for about three years. We used to take it to Dayton, Ohio from Davenport, Iowa to my grandma's. I remember sitting in the back seat waving good-bye to my Great Uncle John. He had tears streaming down his face as we pulled away from the curb. I didn't know it as a little kid, but John had cancer and he knew that was the last time we would see him alive. A couple years later, a spun bearing put the old Plymouth out of commission. Fast forward to 1999, I had finally talked Dad into fixing the old Plymouth back up. It had been sitting since 1980. He agreed that we would restore it together when he retired in a few years. He was diagnosed with cancer that fall and was gone by late January 2000. That spring, I started taking the car apart and assessing what all needed to be done. Over the course of about five years, I finally had her running on her own power. I did a lot of rust repair, including replacing both quarters, and a lot of other body damage. The only things I didn't do myself was the machine work and the top install. She runs on her factory installed poly 318. 25,000+ miles and no problems whatsoever. Mom enjoys riding in, and driving this car very regularly spring through fall!!