[shadeaud]

I got my XKE in 76 and it was ok with it unless I was driving in Manhattan. City traffic put the porker in the shop more than I was blowing out the exhaust on the Ll.E at 3am slocking to Montauk. She, along with wifey#1 were gone before the 5th tune up

[newfreep]

I had a similar experience in early 70s when I bought a new MG.

Most fun car I ever owned...when it was running. The dealer’s service manager and I became fast friends. I sold it after 18 tormenting months.

My wife, who was literally the girl-next-door, would put the top down (in the winter), turn the heat up full blast and go spinning through some back country roads on a sat night. Those 90-degree turns were a riot in that MG...especially as we were sharing some strange tobacco-like cigarettes.

Those were the daze, my friend...