I miss my Duster

When I graduated highschool in 1987 I went shopping for my first car. My Dad came with me to have a look at the 71 challenger I was ready to fork the $ over for when I ran straight into his objection. "You don't want this lousy car! It's got one of those *&#$% hemis!". And I have been kicking myself REALLY hard ever since.

the one that got away. -LY