In 1983, when I was 15, my mom and my aunt went out to eat dinner, I tagged along. We ate at a Ponderosa steakhouse. After dinner, as the women sat and talked about whatever it is women talk about, I went outside to mom's car. Directly behind the restaraunt, sitting behind a small house was the coolest car I had ever seen! I walked over and looked at it, it was gold with funky stripes on the sides and all over the hood, it had huge tires on Cragar rims that protruded out of the wheelwells about 4 inches. The ladderbar / air shock combination was doing it's best to keep the quarter panels off of the rear tires. The interior had a really cool shag rug all over the dash and the floors. I wrote down the phone number and called the guy from a payphone after getting back home. The first question I asked was "what knid of car is it?" The owner replied that it was a 68 GTO. Turned out my brother-in-law knew the guy, we went to drive it and it was a peice of ****. I was heartbroken, my brother-in-law told me one of his brothers had the same year GTO and would sell it for about the same price. The next day we went to look at it, what a disapointment, it was green (Verdoro) with stock wheels (rally ones) and no airshocks. I bought it anyway and within a couple years it was candy apple red with center lines! It was also the fastest car in my school! If I hadn't fallen for the funky GTO, I'd have never bought that green car! By the way, I still own that car, still candy red, now with 18.5 M/T Sportsmans. I've avoided the shag rug all these years!
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