Another Mopar Off My Bucket List - Barracuda Fastback
Sometimes things don't go according to plans. When I'm sitting in the garage next to my Duster I reminisce about much of my misspent youth.
I remember some of the girls I used to date.
- And I recall most of the hell I used to raise driving my Mopars when I was young.
I've tried to never do anything to harm others but I know how much the legal system can frown upon automotive hi-jinx.
When they come knocking on the door it's impossible to keep them out.
I haven't always made the best modifications to my vehicles but I've always tried to keep expenses down. It would be easier to give up on the old iron and drive something new.
Some days I think it'd be nice to have a car with air conditioning,
with a lot of trunk space,
some custom bucket seats,
and those big diameter wheels that come on new cars.
But then something actually goes right in the garage and I start to dream of owning a top fueler, finishing my funnycar, and throwing caution to the wind again. I guess my adult life is destined to be as misspent as my youth.