[coryb]

1978. I took Heidi (my girlfriend) home for the summer and she knew I was a car nut. She mentioned that to her father and he said we were going to see a friend of his. We got to the friend's house and were introduced (I have no recollection of his name now...)

Heidi's father said I liked cars and asked if his friend would mind showing his to me. Smiling broadly he opened the garage door and there sat a 427 Cobra. He started to ask if I wanted a ride, and before he finished the question I had the door open and was climbing in.

I never forgot that ride - it was absolutely brutal! And I wanted one ever since. I can't afford a real one but I've got a replica and that's good enough for me. For now...