I enjoy looking at all of these old cars so beautifully restored.
Then I am reminded of the POS that was my first car, a 1969 Pontiac Firebird. No, not the Trans AM or some other highly sought after version; mine was the stock model with the Rochester 2-barrel carburetor. And the non-working AC, crappy 3 speed automatic, AM radio, optional heat controls, and a seating position only a 6' 6" basketball player could appreciate.
When I was in high school, the lot was full of mustangs, camaros, chargers, etc. Even a couple of corvettes and some Mach ones, etc. At the local college, I recall the split rear window corvette and a GT-500 Shelby Mustang. When I attended said college, Johnny Rutherford's son was there with his Audi Quattro. Impressive.
Then there was the AMC Gremlin club. and the Ford Falcon club. I kid you not.