I agree with you guys; my driver's licence and my knees say I'm 55 but I still have gas in my veins just like when I was 18.
My first car was a '68 Plymouth Roadrunner. It had a 383 which I swapped out for a rebuilt '67 440 Magnum. I kept that car for 34 years, just selling it to a young guy eager to restore it in 2002.
Sometimes I still kinda miss that 'runner but my SSR gives the same boot in the rear, has a lot more creature comfort and a drop top to boot. Ya gotta love that!
So now, instead of hanging around the burger joint swappin lies while waiting for a race, I get to hang out on the computer, swappin' lies and waiting for summer.
