Favorite car??? I grew up around cars, so that's a tough one. I loved the '61 Chrysler I started out with. Push-button tranny, big baby-blue tailfins,... or was it the '71 Toyota Corolla that refused to die? Then there were the Ford brothers, a tough pair consisting of a '63 and '64 F-100 and F-150. Those trucks could move the world on their backs and ask for more. Their bloodlines live on in the '68 F-100 I currently drive, affectionately named 'Sugarfoot'. The '92 Camaro is no slouch, either. Tricked out for performance
and economy, 'White Thunder' is my husband's car now. 'Old 100 Proof' was my cruiser during my junior and senior high school years, a '58 Chevy that finally dropped its rear-end out and never went back together right. There have been many cars in my life, and all of them had their fine points. I guess whichever one I'm driving at any particular time is my favorite, but I do have a pet. It's a 1950 Plymouth P-19 Business Coupe. It's a rust-bucket right now, but I got it for $500.00 off e-Bay. It's got a Flathead 6 that's going to get ripped out and replaced with a Chevy 400. The tranny is getting the heave-ho in favor of a Corvette 6-speed. Any more information than that I don't know. When I ask, my husband just laughs maniacally and locks the garage.
I think the fumes are getting to him.
BTW, if anybody wants to give me a '67 Jaguar XKE to put into my list of cars I've owned, I won't say no.
