ir3333
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I would have been 13 when a local bought a new '66 Mustang. Powder blue, 4 speed and he promptly put 4 chrome reverse wheels on it. Lookin' at that car we thought life couldn't get any better!
What was the first car you remember falling in love with?
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I really liked the cool styling and interesting features of my mom's first car, a 1959 pontiac bonneville.
Then I really loved the sculpted slab sides, thick doors, power windows, and upside down reflective horn button center on her next car, a 1967 Newport 383-2.
As I approached driving age, we routinely passed a house on the way to K-Mart. In the driveway, and never moving was a 1969 F8 green, N96, four speed Super Bee.
I was insanely in love with that car, and would walk the length of the K-Mart parking lot, and cross the street to look at it and peer through the windows.
when I was 16, I started driving there and knocking on the door.
I did it once a month for almost 2 years.
Once the owner answered. He was a guy about 5 years older than me.
He said he wasn't interested in selling it. We talked for a while and I gave him my number.
I said if he ever thought about selling it.......
About 2 weeks before my 18th birthday, there was a "for sale" sign on it, but no number.
Again, I started knocking on the door, religiously, daily, even sometimes multiple times and trying different times but never any answer.
About a month passed by and then it was gone.
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But no vinyl top, no side scoops, and a black stripe.
Then I really loved the sculpted slab sides, thick doors, power windows, and upside down reflective horn button center on her next car, a 1967 Newport 383-2.
As I approached driving age, we routinely passed a house on the way to K-Mart. In the driveway, and never moving was a 1969 F8 green, N96, four speed Super Bee.
I was insanely in love with that car, and would walk the length of the K-Mart parking lot, and cross the street to look at it and peer through the windows.
when I was 16, I started driving there and knocking on the door.
I did it once a month for almost 2 years.
Once the owner answered. He was a guy about 5 years older than me.
He said he wasn't interested in selling it. We talked for a while and I gave him my number.
I said if he ever thought about selling it.......
About 2 weeks before my 18th birthday, there was a "for sale" sign on it, but no number.
Again, I started knocking on the door, religiously, daily, even sometimes multiple times and trying different times but never any answer.
About a month passed by and then it was gone.
Similar to this-
But no vinyl top, no side scoops, and a black stripe.
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