Henry Thomas Quotes

I have an old car that I've rebuilt myself - a 1973 Dodge Challenger - and I also have a 1967 Pontiac GTO.

I have one thing that I'm saving for my son. It's a 1965 Chevy Impala Super Sport. It's a beautiful sea-foam green color. It's like a teal green, white interior, and it's just a gorgeous car.

My favorite car is a '69 Barracuda.

My first car was a '63 Chevy station wagon that I called Ramona, because that's the sound it made. 'Farm Use' was painted on the back. It was right off the set of 'Hee Haw.'

When you are 20, 40 looks really old. When I was nearing 30, that seemed like a major milestone.

In middle school, I had an '87 Regal. That was unheard of.

I have this old '57 Porsche Speedster, and the way the door closes, I'll just sit there and listen to the sound of the latch going, 'cluh-CLICK-click.' That door! I live for that door. Whatever the opposite of planned obsolescence is, that's what I'm into.

My first car was a '56 Ford station wagon - cost 100 bucks.

I didn't get my first car until I was 22. It was a BMW 1602 and now I've got it back I'm waiting to restore it.

I still drive my 1977 Honda Accord. The paint is almost all worn off. It's still running.

My first car was a '69 Holden, which is an Aussie car.

It's good to see the Capri and the XR3i now joining the pantheon of classic popular production cars.

I think my first-ever car was a Chevrolet, 1960.

I had this when I was 17 years old - a 1969 Oldsmobile Delta 88 with no backseat. I paid 150 bucks for it, I think, rode it for a good six months, and put four or five quarts of oil a week in it.

A car isn't a classic just because it's old. To be a classic, a car has to tell us something of its time.

I have a '68 Mustang, which is my baby. I've had her for about six years, which is kind of a miracle, considering how many times she's been stolen.

Old age is fifteen years older than I am.

I remember when the palm trees were short and Tomorrowland was modern.

I've always wanted to pull my classic car up directly to my kitchen, get out, and leave the groceries right there.

My dad had given my sister and I our starter car, a red, old 1985 Chevy Blazer. It was so beat up, the taillights would fall off, and we would use red duct tape.

The Dodge Charger in the late '70s at Daytona, that looked like an awesome car.

I drive an old Camaro that I got when I was 16. And I've been known to do stupid things with my time, like Friendster.

I still miss my first car. Not a glamorous ride, but I must've put 60,000 miles in road trips on that thing.

My older brother gave me a cassette tape of Mr. Bungle, and I couldn't stop listening to it. I used to drive around Colorado in a Mustang II - it was when they got away from the muscle-car Mustangs, so it was sort of old lady. I couldn't go above 45 mph in that car, but I would drive around listening to Mr. Bungle.

For whatever reason, 34 is old. Not to me.