I could go on and on with the car theme.....too many 60's cars in my past. When I met my wife she was driving her grandfathers '66 Impala. What a beautiful car. You could almost stand on the ground straddling the engine, and nothing was hard to find or get to. You'd be lucky to see the ground under the hood now.
El Caminos anyone? We had a '70 with a 4 speed and a 402 bigblock. I so loved that car... Got stopped by the police twice in my recently mentioned Falcon, but never in the El Camino! Go figure.
I had an old (70-something) impala. Massive car. My brother ruined the transmission in it, shifting into R while driving. It would only go into R after that.
To get it home, I had to drive it backwards, slooow, for many miles on winding hilly roads. Cars lined up honking at my face. Pretty funny thinking about it now.
It was so big. I remember driving down tight roads and it's sideview mirror would knock off the mirrors of parked cars on the right. I wasn't such a good driver at that time