Was a time when you could get a big T-Bird for a couple of hundred dollars and you couldn't give away an Edsel. Those days are gone.over the years, i've had alot of cars people would love to have today. when i owned them, they were $200 beaters that i drove till they died, and left them there. if i had them today, some of them would be worth something, but not all of them.
i've had every galaxy and fairlane from 65 to 74. 70 & 72 lemans, 71, 72, & 73 charger, 66 coronet, 67 caddy hearse, 68 caddy ambulance, 78 xr7 cougar, lots of mustang 2's (ugh) and countless other cars i don't even remember right now. but 3 cars stand out for me aside from the ones i mentioned above:
'80 citation x11 - wasn't fast, but it handled good for a little shitbox with a worthless transmission. i had mine up on 2 wheels once, by accident. i caused alot of trouble with it. it was alot more fun than you'd ever guess it could be.
'68 coupe - by the time i was finished with it, it was quick, and handled great, but only for a few minutes. the front end would not stay aligned. it was the car that made me hate wrenching on cars, and made me swear to never own another old ford. girls liked it, so that was a plus.
for some reason, i can't find any pics of my 87 gta. it was mildly worked and had custom paint. the thing about this car was, i was completely incapable of driving it like a sane human being. the hearse was way faster, and when the mustang was aligned, with good tires on it and a dry warm road, it handled better. (it should have, the suspension and steering had been heavily massaged) but something about this car, just... fit me...in a way that i cannot explain. no matter how hard i tried, i could not drive it camly. i'm not exaggerating when i tell you that the 25 mile commute to work, then home again was a weird, jeckle/hyde experience that happened 5 days a week you know, when artie's behavior really changed, after christine revealed herself to him? kinda like that. like being someone else. someone i didn't like. no kidding, i used to walk in my house feeling bad about myself after driving home from work every day. i parked the car because of this, and bought an 87 tercel. you'd be surprised at the perfomance i even could wring from that. to it's credit, it was the 24 valve 4 with a 5 speed. it was dangerous at 70 mph, but you could get there alot faster than you'd expect. anyhow, i stopped driving the gta and parked it for 3 years before selling it for very little. it was a hard car to let go of, but it was a bridge that needed burning, if you understand what i mean. even now, 25 years later, i drive an old elantra, and it's more car than i should have. i cant drive 55. i mean, i really cant. the guy i am sitting in my living room or riding my bike, and the guy i am behind the wheel of a car are not the same person.