My first car was a plain Jane ‘70 Challenger convertible, “green on green with a 318”. I loved that car and had a lot of fun with it. No pics when I got it, only after a few mishaps and an attempted conversion to a 4 speed.
Next up was the ‘72 340 Challenger Rally. Another love that I let get away from me.
Then my first restoration project, ‘70 Challenger convertible R/T, 383 with factory air.
It all ended when I traded it in for an ‘84 Ford Mustang GT.
This one ended up upside down in the neighbor’s bushes. I was sworn off of muscle cars and Fords after that, plunged into Chrysler Minivans and Toyota’s for the next 25 years, until the 300 came along.
I did love the Celica, they were nimble little cars, but rusted out faster than a tin can in an acid bath. That red one was deceiving, there were actually no rear wheel wells or frame rails, and the tan one rusted though the trunk and the gas tank!