We roamed around drooling over the Camaros and admired a cute little MG and I kept thinking Marty would love to be here! Unfortunately Marty had to work and missed all the "eye candy."
It was the wrong time of day to get great photos of the cars, but here they are anyway for the rest of you who enjoy this sort of thing.
I even like all the old roadsters.
Doesn't this GTO make you start singing a song???
I've been told by female friends that it is odd that I like these old muscle cars but what can I say? When in school in Arizona I met Marty and all his automotive school buddies and became interested in the muscle cars we all drove back then. Mine was a 1967 Firebird that was so much fun to drive, even if it did need a little work to LOOK more appealing. The car had to go when it became a money pit and there were diapers to buy, etc. I think a part of Marty's heart broke the day we left it behind in Wyoming for a whopping $400 (yes, $400....that just KILLS us now!) and I'm not sure that part of his heart will heal again until he's in another muscle car of his own. So, until then, we'll just have to admire (and yes drool over) muscle cars that belong to others such as these.