As a little kid, I dreamed of owning a 68 Camaro...my brother had one in high school when I was about 6 or 7 and that was the coolest thing I'd ever seen. When I was 15, I spent $600 on my first car - 65 Chevy II 4 door. 194 one barrel, but some previous owner had swapped in a Saginaw 4 speed and a Hurst floor shifter. Fun car to drive to school, especially before any of my buddies could drive. (I lived 10 miles or so away, so I got a school permit.) Sold that car to a buddy who blew it up on the test drive, and bought the only 68 Camaro at my high school. That day a bunch of buddies piled in it, and we went to Missouri to buy fireworks and smuggled 'em back inside the doors. It was a rustbucket, but I always heard stories from older guys about wishing they had never sold theirs. So, in January of '90, as a senior in HS, I started dismantling it. 7 years later, it had quarters, floors, tail panel, rockers, hood, fenders, etc. and I had a mortgage, a wife, and 2 kids. Still have it, and will never sell it.
