What made you drive a MoPar?

I grew up in a Mopar family, my dad his brothers and father all drove Mopars. (except for a while Grandma and Grandpa had a Checker, rear floor space between the front and rear seat was spacious to a wee lad like me). I think I may have told this story once before on this forum, but I remember once in 65, (so I was five at the time) we drove from Southern Illinois to Columbus, Indiana to see the Grandparents and mom and dads Fury II wagon was needing repairs so the dealer loaned us a Barracuda to use. Mom and Dad, and at the time, six of us kids piled into that car. I was one that got to lay in the back and look out that massive piece of glass. Made a lasting impression on me.