Mopar Addicts - How'd You Get Hooked?

My Mopar addiction preceded the muscle car era, it even preceded a V8 engine being available in a Plymouth!

My first car was a cherry-looking '41 Chevy, but I don't recall ever driving it when something didn't go wrong. It was a constant source of problems, and when it stranded me miles from home in sub-zero temps, it was time to get rid of it. Dad bought me a '48 Plymouth that I drove for two years with not one thing ever going bad...well, I did have a couple of flat tires!

That was 1955, and I've owned nothing but Mopars ever since.