They say it's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. I would like you to meet some of my lost loves.
Here is a picture of my first love. Oh the stories she could tell. This is a 1959 Ford Fairlane. It had a 6 cyl, 3 speed shift on the column. If you don't know what column shift is, ask your grampa. It was a 4 door and huge. I think it slept 6.(click the pic for larger image)
As my experience grew, along with my cash, I woo-ed this beauty. I must confess that this is not a picture of my car. I couldn't find one. But it was the same, except mine was white. This is the car I owned during my senior year in High School. Picture if you will, that car (white) towing a fire engine red speed boat. I would pull up in front of my real girlfriends school, taking up most of the front row of parking, wait for her to come out...with her two sisters...and one of her girl friends. Oh, the summer of love.
Many years go by. I am destined for station wagons, vw buses, and minivans.
But then I met someone special.
She invited a friend. The top is a 1969 Mustang. The bottom is 1968 Mustang, because I didn't have one.
Here was my latest infatuation. I had to get rid of her because I couldn't keep the girls off the front porch. I would have to go out every morning with a broom and shoo them away. This had a 350 v8 with crossfire fuel injection. Yeah, it was fast. It also had T tops.
Just in case you were wondering, I owned the two Mustangs, and the Vette, all at the same time. There were also a coulpe of motorcyles and 3 old trucks thrown in for good measure.
Well it became apparent that if I brought anything else home, I would have to sleep in it. So, everything is gone. Except that someone special. This is the same Mustang in the black and white picture.
She is currently undergoing a major face lift and will be out on the town next spring. All the others will always have a special place in my garage.