My Dad built & raced stock cars in No. Minn. He also worked for a Harley Davidson shop. So my interest in motor vehicles started early... pretty much from day one. I was working on bikes from the age of 3 (went into the Garage, got some tools and took my training wheels off) and Bought my first Harley at 8 years old (Still have it) All my family had some interest in cars, But when my brother was given my Grandfathers 57 Chevy, it all clicked. My older brother had a series of AMC Javelins. The 57 finally gave out and that brother then bough a 69 GTO in Mint shape. That sealed the deal, I was officially obsessed with cars.
I knew exactly what I wanted when it came time to buy my first car. While I had built a few cars and sold them (under age) I bought my first car the week-end I turned 16. I had been saving for some time and found a 67 Sprint-6 3-speed in Marin, just across the Golden Gate. Bought it for $850 and loved every minute I had with it. Then with in a year had bought a 68 400 bird with a 421 in it, then a 68 GTO 400 4-speed then a 73 Ventura... all before I was 18. kept the 67 & 68 birds for a few years but had to sell them for College funds.
While at a Christmas Party in the Bay Area, talking with one of my best friends from HS about looking for a bird again (he still had his 73 SD455 Grand Prix) Keith told me to find a bird to replace the ones long gone, as life is too short, and I should get one and enjoy it while I can. He was killed two weeks later in a Motorcycle accident. So I stepped up my year long search and ironically found one in the SF Bay Area. So 7 years ago I finally got a bird again, dedicated to Keith's memory and all the good times we had tearing up the Bay Area in our Pontiacs.
I still hope to some day find a GTO I can afford... that 69 of my Brothers has always stuck with me... Then after Riding in Quenton's 70 GTO... well, I'm sure most of you want em all too!