Not Ranked
Without rehashing all the boring details, this issue conjures up the situation that motivated me to leave the SAAC precursor, the Shelby Owners' Association in 1973. It's spelled M-O-N-E-Y, and I suspect that if it isn't an urban legend in the making, ole CS is tired of the SAAC making a lot of it off of his name.
My position in 1973 was that car clubs are for camaraderie, sharing information about the marque, and good times, not profit. It hasn't changed much since then.
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