[cycleguy55]

I was 13 years old in 1968 when my older brother took me a few times to a section of highway outside of town to watch the local hot-shoes do a little (illegal) drag racing. Most of it was pretty ho-hum, but there were a few muscle cars of that era worth watching. One day someone showed up in a big-block Cobra and took on a big-block Corvette. After that I was hooked.

In February 2014 my wife and I were in Las Vegas and I convinced her to take in the Shelby museum and go on the tour. We were the last to finish chatting with Denny, our tour guide. We joked that, if we bought one, it would have to have an automatic transmission (she's never learned to drive a manual transmission).

After we flew home I perused some of the classifieds and would occasionally show her a photo or two and, after a handful of those she looked at me and said: "You're serious, aren't you?"

The rest is history.

p.s. She ended up saying she'd probably never drive it anyway, so the car I/we bought has a 5 speed MANUAL transmission.

p.p.s. She says she likes it a lot more than she thought she would.