Back in the early 70s, I lived in an apartment complex. At the other end of complex there was a ‘64 GTO driven by a little old gray-haired lady.
And no, it was not Pasadena.
I wonder how many people tried to buy the car from her?
My Gramma had a ‘69 Chevelle. Everytime she drove it there were people wanting to buy it. Every damn time. I miss my 1969 Torino GT 390 fastback. (One of those legendary $300 cars from the 1970’s...)