Only thing I miss about classic cars was the interchangeability of engines and the way a muscle car w/ leaf springs would squat in the rear as you took off. Cresting hills felt like flying even while your tires were still touching the ground. Was it as safe? No, but it was way more comfortable and fun than a lot of new shit unless you really want to dump money.
Only thing I miss about classic cars was the interchangeability of engines and the way a muscle car w/ leaf springs would squat in the rear as you took off. Cresting hills felt like flying even while your tires were still touching the ground. Was it as safe? No, but it was way more comfortable and fun than a lot of new shit unless you really want to dump money.
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