Growing up the home next door had some nice cars. The Neighbor had a New 69 Corvette and a 65 Tiger. As an impressionable 5 year old I was in awe. Then one day the neighbors friend came by in a brand new bright orange 71 Pantera. Now 6 going on 7 there was no looking back. Add to this a couple trips with my older brothers to Riverside to watch the Nascars Road race. I dreamed of cars that went around corners.
Then in 1979 I got my first job and bought a Sunbeam Alpine and a load of parts. It was fun but handled like crap and was slow. Reading Herb Adams stuff I formed a plan. I bought a 69 Firebird and went to work on it spending all my tip $$ from busing tables. I had to sell that car in 94 but I knew one day I'd build a better PT car.
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