I like small, pointy, FAST cars. My GTI is case in point (sob).

Having a Rolls Silver Ghost would be special.

If I bought a muscle car, it'd probably be a Ford Galaxie 500 or Mercury Marauder.

My loyalty to FoMoCo is a strange thing.

'57 was a good year for Chrysler car styling. I think that's the same body as the Fury (like Christine ), right?

EXACTLY. Which turned out to be the bad news. I bought it in Stockton, California in an area known for its yahoo population. Despite my car (Belle, as you might expect) being blue and not red, I had people swerving their cars at me, yelling "CHRISTEEEEEN!!!" out the window all the time. Sheesh.

On the other hand, not a single day went by when someone didn't try to buy it from me.

Ultimately, I sold her to a museum in Nevada.

YOUR car is pretty freakin' awesome!

If you could have any car, money and mechanical needs being no object, what would you drive?

1935 Mercedes Benz 500K

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I get a little giddy when I see pictures of that car.

1935 Mercedes Benz 500K

Those are cool! I built a plastic model of the 500K (or maybe a 540K?) when I was a kid.

I like weird cars. I wish there were more Tuckers around so I could buy one.

YOUR car is pretty freakin' awesome!

Thanks!

1935 Mercedes Benz 500K

Beauty.

When I was a kid, my father would take us to classic car shows like the one at Pebble Beach. I remember admiring the dedication it took to maintain such gorgeous examples of automotive engineering but then (and still a little bit now) I wondered how much better used that time and money might be on stuff my angsty heart thought mattered.

t /Kat in 10 Things I Hate About You further t /teen movie references

I built a plastic model of the 500K (or maybe a 540K?) when I was a kid.

I have two old models of the 500K and the 540K that I haven't been able to bring myself to put together, darn my "action figures are more valuable in the packaging" training. Plus a piece of plastic, no matter how exact a copy, is not the same as 2 tons of gleaming metal that can go 100 mph.

1935 Mercedes Benz 500K

That is a thing of beauty. Damn.

{{{Shir}}} And I'm just going to point to what Ginger said and nod, nod, nod. She is very, very wise.

My family is all sturdy peasant stock; I come from long lines of shepherds and goatherds. Nobody of worldly note at all until we came to the US. One branch of my grandfather's family moved to Chicago and became vaudevillians, the most famous of whom married the man who wrote "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" and co-wrote "Shine On, Harvest Moon" with him. She used to drop by my grandfather's childhood home in Oakland for family meals when the Ziegfeld Follies were touring the Bay Area.

Also, my grandfather and a friend, one glorious day when they were ten, cut school, sneaked onto the ferry to San Francisco, and went to see Harry Houdini. And my grandfather was chosen to come up on stage and tug on his chains to prove they were real. He had such a pure love of storytelling and an innocent lust for bragging about his own awesome exploits, it must have absolutely killed him to go home that night and pretend he'd just had an ordinary day at school.