The car that started it all?

My cousin bought a 72 Gold Duster, 318, skake skin roof, quarters rusted out. I fractured my wrist one night and was in the walk in clinic, and had quite a walk home, so my uncle came to get me, in this Duster my cousin had just bought. Still had single exhaust. As soon as we left the parking lot my uncle floored it and did a nice big burnout to cheer me up after the wrist incident. After that I badly wanted a Mopar.