The 1965 Chevrolet Malibu SS was the car that got away from Brian Robertson when he was a kid. Now it’s the car he will probably never let go as an adult.
Somewhere along the line, Don and Gladys Cass’s old car hobby almost turned into a game. “How many car shows can you get to in a year behind the wheel of a 1968 Camaro?”
John Myers figures his 1962 Triumph TR4 is sort of the automotive equivalent of an organ transplant recipient.
For reasons unknown, Paul Stewart’s stellar 1971 Plymouth Road Runner has always been sort of “the car that nobody wanted.”