jphanna
New Member
1985 and my VK valiant got cleaned up by P plater going through a stop sign and wrote it off. I was ok (minor injuries) but needed a car soon . I looked at various newish cars back then but i was only 19 and my parents were going to bail me out for some of the cost so they had a say in the type of car i bought. I ended up getting a wedge nose celica. At the time the celica cost the same as a late model commodore so it wasn’t cheap and i had that for about a year before i spotted a replica mustang GT350 in the window of a crash shop. They were asking around $13,000 back then. I had a good job and the price wasn’t an issue to me.
This was the one and only time i truly fell for a muscle car even though it was a car with an engine and looks like that couldn’t possible be considered an everyday driver. It was a complete bumper to bumper rebuild and i couldnt take my eyes of it and i have never been a mustang fan before but it was just THIS car that i fell for. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me sell the celica and buy this car but no amount of begging, guilt treatment, sulking, anything i could use to convince them to allow me to buy it, worked. They won.
In this case my heart clearly would have won over my head but it was my parents that stopped me from making that decision. They were probably right but i will never know what it would have been like to have, if i won.
Have you ever had to make a hard decision about a car, and was it your head or heart that won?
This was the one and only time i truly fell for a muscle car even though it was a car with an engine and looks like that couldn’t possible be considered an everyday driver. It was a complete bumper to bumper rebuild and i couldnt take my eyes of it and i have never been a mustang fan before but it was just THIS car that i fell for. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me sell the celica and buy this car but no amount of begging, guilt treatment, sulking, anything i could use to convince them to allow me to buy it, worked. They won.
In this case my heart clearly would have won over my head but it was my parents that stopped me from making that decision. They were probably right but i will never know what it would have been like to have, if i won.
Have you ever had to make a hard decision about a car, and was it your head or heart that won?