The Mopar that slipped away

I have 2 screw-ups. Just out of the army April, 1972, tending bar part time, a buddy was looking a roadrunner at a Plymouth dealer in Pittsburgh, the salesman said he had another one inside upstairs, we go to look at it, in the corner are 3 Superbirds, all yellow, black vinyl tops, 440, autos. Salesman says "we can't get rid of those, only kids want them and they can't get insurance. These we all brand new, untitled sitting since 1970. He says "Take your pick, $3500". Nice, no job, I don't think I $35 to my name.

2nd screw-up 2 years later, just bought a 74 Scamp, 318 3 spd on the floor 2 weeks earlier. Crusing around we spot a 70 Cuda in a little used car lot, just wanted to see what it was, salesman says "Look at this!", pops the hood, HEMI, car was yellow, black interior, automatic. Rich kid lost his license, his dad made him sell it. Don't remember the mileage but the stereo was ripped out in a hurry, hole in the dash and 2 speaker holes in the doors. This one was $3000. Still ride by the used car lot everyday and shake my head.