hamperf,
The first car I ever owned was a 1971 Dodge Challenger convertible. Beautiful car. I later sold it to my uncle for pennies on the dollar. He and his son completely restored it before his son went off to college, so now his son has a pretty slick piece of Hamtramck, Michigan iron to get around in. I drove that car across America while I was on leave from the Navy. The countryside is quite beautiful, too. Chicago in wintertime was downright terrifying with drum brakes, though. Sometimes I miss it, but I also enjoy not giving myself a heart attack through the miracle of modern brakes, an engine that starts immediately, a gas tank that isn't empty inside of 200 miles, little things like that.