I have loved anything with wheels my whole life. It became only pontiac in about the 8 th grade. An older kid in the neighborhood had a freshly painted two tone green 69 gto bench seat column shift. It was his older brother's car left for him, it just happen to have an offical fraternal order of police sticker in the middle of the back window. So we just never got into trouble, and I don't remenber EVER getting beat. I was, I think a very lucky kid I had knowledge and tool's but no car. So I worked on many of my freinds car's in the afternoons and hang out at Johnson's blue top evernight and went street racing very often. I was voted most likly to be called the gto kid for the rest of my life by my high school class. It took me a long time to get my own gto and it was very much worth the wait. The first time my old freinds from the neighborhood saw my car they were speachless.and very happy for me even more so when it ran at the track all day without ANY problems. I could go on for ever about pontiac's I just LOVE em THE GTO KID 68
|