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Back in 1984 I was in my senior year in high school. Every day at football practice a friend of mine would be leaving school in his 65 red gto. The street he would leave on ran along side the football field which had a stop sign right at the begining of the field. One of the guys on the team would hear him rev the engine and he would put both arms up and twirl his hands. I think we all know what would happen next, a lot of noise and smoke and a red gto would tare down the street. I really didnt care for the car much, even though he was known to eat corvettes on a regular basis.
One day during the winter after most of the snow melted this guy and I went out to lunch at Mickey D's. This was the first time I was in this car, and when he got onto what is called Sunrise Highway out in Bellmore Long Island and blasted through the gears my seat which was not bolted down as the interior was not done yet flipped back into the back of the interior. At that very moment I fell completely in love with the Pontiac GTO and HAD to have one.
My first car ended up being a Pontiac Catalina Safari station wagon my Dad gave me which he said I had to give him first crack at buying it when I sell it. Now that I had a car I saw more streets than before and to my surprise saw a 67 GTO about four blocks from my house that never moved. I stopped one day to see if the owner wanted to sell it and for $1500.00 it was mine on the same day I sold my station wagon for the same price.
So in June of 1986 at the age of 18 I got that GOAT. I beat on it for the summer and in September garaged it and did the motor, tranny and interior all over which was a three year on and off project.
At the end of the three years I sold it with just 12 miles on all the new stuff to buy an engagement ring.
Twenty years and three kids later I got another 67 GOAT a year ago and have started all over again. I never thought I would get another one, this one just fell in my lap. I tell people I was in a twenty year remission, but the disease is back.