My Barracuda was my first car, and I cherished the automobile since I had a great deal of time and love in it. I kept it clean, knew the limitations of both the brakes and suspension which kept me further back in traffic and not willing to take the risk of pulling out or tailgating those in front of me. It was also unique enough that everyone in our town knew it was my car, and that fear kept me from doing or trying anything that I could have gotten away with with a common car. I kept that car, and yes, have had some real good times with the family. My daughters have enjoyed cruising in it and my oldest daughter has helped me work on it. Honestly, if my parents had bought me some just common used car, it could have been a whole lot different