Nothing like cruising main street in a GTO with the big 89 WLS cranked up to 11 and hearing the wide trackin’ jingle come on:
Unfortunately, I didn’t have a GTO - but I did groove to the commercial for it!
A guy in town had a ‘64 GTO, 3 duces, etc. Interestingly,
his father was a judge. Spoiled rotten comes to mind. A friend had a 396 Camero circa ‘68. His older brother liked Corvettes. The sweetest was a ‘62 fuelie. Felt like getting hit by a freight train when he stood on it. My first new car was a ‘75 Honda CVCC Civic. Cost less than the discounts offered these days. Almost got stuck from carburetor ice on Donner pass.