[RoosterRedux]

Don't remember. It was very fast. But it wasn't mine, it was my dad's. He let me drive it on dates. My social life was in great shape as long as he had that car.

My younger brother (with only a learner's permit) took it for a joy ride and flipped it on a dirt road...and destroyed it. My incredible social life ended with a crash.

I went from being a prince behind the wheel of my dad's gold T-Bird with beautiful red leather bucket seats to being a pauper in my beat-up 56 Chevy.

[SaveFerris]

Too bad you don’t have that ‘56 today

Or that T-Bird in primo shape

My folks had a ‘63

My sister never cared for it. They bought it for her and she let it go to ruin.