Had a blast terrorizing town in the hot-rod Newport tonight.

[mckitterick]

I take a surprising amount of pleasure from just driving around in the machine I designed and built myself, all pretty and rumbly and roar-ey, fast and smooth, vintage and comfy, chrome and black and bronze, elegant and antisocial

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[zitronenhai]

Yes, you're right! Mach I. My family was a Chevy/Pontiac family, so I don't speak Ford. ;-)

Here's the only pic I have of the GTO (that I know of). It was white, with chrome nose and back bumper, "hardtop convertible," two-door, maroon interior. My mother wrecked it when I was in first grade. She demolished a van and a mailbox with it, because our dog was trying to jump out the window. The dog was fine, my mother was fine, but the GTO never came back again.

[zitronenhai]

I would also like to point out my proper 1970s bike-riding attire: shorts, bare feet, no riot gear. Somehow, I survived.

[mckitterick]

Hahaha! Yeah, I think I rode like that then. Since having some encounters with the road, I now always ride with proper footwear and at least a bicycle helmet.

[mckitterick]

That's a fantastic photo!

My first three cars I ever bought were GM:
1950 Chevy like this:



1969 Buick Riviera like this:



This 1951 Chevy:



Click the image to see my page full of photos of this sweet ride.

You really should get yourself one of those sexy GTOs one day. You need a garage and another reliable form of transportation, but a beautiful and powerful classic car really does make life better.