An End To Muscle Cars

And so closes another chapter of my life. I signed over a car I have known since 1996, my good friend, my 1969 Torino GT.

Farewell old friend –I will miss your loud exhaust, your gas fumed filled interior. I will miss the difficulties I had parking your 16’ 7” stock-car inspired body.

You may have had some minor faults like a water leaky interior & sticky starter (not to be picky), but you were always loyal to me. Never leaving me stuck on the side of the road or embarrassing me in front of others. And isn't that what matters, really.

And even though I had only driven you about 5000 miles in the thirteen and a half years that I cared for you, I haven't any regrets. Goodbye