My First Car

OK, I may be taking this way, way back, but here I am in 1970 with my first car. I still remember this little plastic pedal car. We lived in a trailer in PA, and my parents owned a 1968 Camaro. I don't remember the Camaro... go figure.

Some of my earliest memories were of my grandmother racing her 1967 Jaguar in the Pennsylvania Hillclimb Association. I think riding around in that car, and then watching her fly by me as I stood on the side of the road left an indelible impression on me. There has never been a day in my life since that I have not thought of something automotive.