my dad actually owned a 4speed big block chevelle, but i couldn't tell you much about it. i've got a picture of me when i was 3, leaning up against it, probably getting dirty because i was right behind the rear wheel well. i remember the picture but i don't remember the car.
the thing that had the largest impression on me was my neighbor and his white with orange stripe convertible - now that i know more about them it was probably a parade car, because i know it wasn't lettered as a pace car, but now you know what kind of car it was. he wasn't much of a mechanic. to hear his parents tell it, he wasn't much of anything except a boozer. anyway, one day the car left him stranded in his driveway again. i say again, because it did it on a regular basis. you would think someone with such bad luck with the car would've learned something about them so he could at least keep his running, but, no, he never did.
anyway, this particular day i was in my room reading and i hear him yelling and screaming and cursing the car. next thing i hear is crunching glass. he had taken the jack out of the trunk and was beating the piss out of the car. there were puncture marks all up and down the body, dents as well, and he broke the windshield, some of the door glass and even went through the convertible top once or twice. all i could think was, "poor car".
ever since, i vowed i would own one and learn how to take care of it better than he had. my car is no parade car, no pace car because of how far out of whack the market is, but it is my dream car. i can do more than put gas in it and change the oil. last year i rebuilt the carburetor and this year i am going to take auto body classes so i can learn how to fix her dings and get her ready for paint. i've got experience swapping motors, so a crate motor may be in her future.
i fell in love with the late '80s camaros and firebirds behind the wheel of one, just as the horsepower ratings were starting to come back up. i've always wanted one to turn into a race car, and i think it's the one in the driveway. only time will tell. in the meantime, i can cruise in my boyhood's dream and contemplate more horsepower for the '87. can it get any better than this?
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