Dying breed

Sometimes I pull the driver's door open and tell the kid to take a seat.
Pictures are taken and memories are made.
Gotta love it!!

The first time my '72 Satellite was running (see video-not restored yet, but drive-able) I was fueling at an ARCO station. A beautiful young blonde girl drove her SUV over to me while I was airing up the tires. She said her little brother loved my car (looked about ten-years old). So I let him sit in the driver's seat while I took advantage of the moment to gawk a little more at his pretty sister. (And wishing I was about 40 years younger)