The Dodge Charger in the late '70s at Daytona, that looked like an awesome car.
I remember that my dad worked on cars from the '70s and '80s, and that's where my love came from: appreciating - even if it was a piece of crap - how much he loved American muscle.
I love American muscle cars. It's my thing.
I've always wanted an old Vette... like, a '67 Stingray is the car I'd want.
For me, the '60s in the automotive industry was awesome. The cars are heavy, huge, rolling works of art.
Growing up in the Sacramento Valley in the '70s, we were all pretty big into cars. Of course, I had to nerd out and be a fan of Bob Tullius' Group 44 Jaguars instead of Corvettes/Camaros.
I like the old-school muscle cars.
I used to have two Mustangs: a '67 Shelby and a '65.
