My dad was not really much of a car guy. Although he always bought new cars he was focused on his career. The first cool car he bought was a 69 Thunderbird four door. Suicide doors were cool. One time when my dad headed up north on I75, my sister opened the back door at 80 mph. The door held! The coolest car he had was a 72 Riviera. Still to this day I wish I had one. It was the car I learned how to drive on. Unfortunately he got rid of it just after I got my license. Probably the coolest car he would have had was a 56 Thunderbird. Unfortunately I came along and that dream faded.
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