On the other hand, I had a 69 Camaro that we souped up. Crashed and rolled it at 112 mph. My friend, driving at the time, rolled over the top of a 440-six-pack Cuda and flipped. My friend climbed out without a scratch, having only a seat belt. They used to make some serious cars.
Great story. Many of us have been there. Those cars were all about wonderful. Now, not so much. They all look the same basically, and none are legends, like that ‘56 Chevy you mentioned.
Hey, that 58 Olds I used to own could go up against a Sherman tank...