Our friends at Summit Racing are often sharing and receiving excellent car and truck photos on their Facebook and Instagram pages from fans and customers.
We like to make photo galleries out of them.
The Summit crew asked people recently to share photos of the vehicle that made them fall in love with cars. (Or trucks. Or Schwinn bicycles.)
Like always, auto enthusiasts delivered, and like always, we enjoyed reading through the Facebook thread for bonus details about some of these great cars and trucks.
As Air Supply probably said once—there’s no love like your first love.
Check out these heartbreakers.
“My dad’s el camino! He had to sell it for about 20 years ago, but I bought back the chassie for about 4 years ago! Someday it will be as nice as in the glory days! 🙂
I basicly bought back my own child support.”
“31 years ago my father brought this home. I went to my first car show in it. I still own this beautiful piece of history. 1963 Chrysler Newport with push button transmission.”
“My first F100 ’65. After 17 years I found her again and I’ll never let her go.”
“Same one I have today. My father bought it new when I was 4 or 5.”
“Riding in my dad’s ’67 Stingray.”
“My brother’s 72 SS Nova. That’s me on the trike…
“I’ve owned it since 1987.”
“My 1st car (in high school 1981) was my Dad’s ‘57 Chevy that was later stolen. He and I then began restoring another one in 2003 and completed it in 2009. RIP Dad.”
“’57 Chevy. Best car ever produced.”
“’86 Chevy Monte Carlo SS love G bodies til this day.”
“My first car, still own it after all these years.”
“My first car a 1983 Hurst/Olds. One of the many reasons I still have it.”
“1st car 1964 Impala SS 327/300 4-SPEED POSI Black on black. I was 16 yo. in 1968.”
“The blue truck on the front of the trailer is totally responsible for the maroon truck on the back.”
“XD Falcon. Still have it 14 years later.”
“1969 Dodge Charger. Proud owner.”
“My 1984 Pontiac Firebird back in 1984. This is my current version of that car though.”
“This ’71 Rally Nova my parents bought new in ’71 that’s me in the photo from 1974. I was six years old, still have the car today…”
“The car today after a 8-year rotisserie restoration.”
“My 1986 Monte Carlo Luxury Sport. I bought it in March of 1987. I still have it and it has been absolutely fantastic! I love wrenching on it. Soooo easy compared to today’s rolling computers. It sounds awesome, turns heads and it puts a smile on my face everytime I get behind the wheel…”
“Growing up with Camaros.”
“My mom’s ’72 Chevelle easily. I mean, how could you not fall in love?”
“Always loved Chevelle’s and it was my dream to own one when I was a little kid. Now I’m 27 years old and I have owned a ’72 Chevelle and this is my current ’71 Chevelle. It’s getting a heart transplant now. Replacing the 383 that was in it with a 406. Wheels are being changed too. Putting Billet Specialties Street Lites all around. Hoping to run in the 11’s with it at the track this year.”
“’73 ‘Cuda I had in high school.”
“My grandpa’s ’66 F100 that was pass down to my dad that I drove to high school.”
“This same car. My ’67 Chevelle.”
That’s a great collection of photos guys and gals. And the personal stories about the how and why each car means the world to the owners is something that everyone who has the slightest interest in the automotive world can surely relate to.
Unfortunately for me, I seem to have missed the call for this fascinating subject because I definitely would have responded. I’ve never thought of it as love but I am quite fond of my 1970 Mustang Mach 1 with a 351C, 4-V topped by an original Shaker Scoop Ram Air System. The OEM “Sport Slats” rear window louvers are a nice touch when matched with the factory Grabber Blue body color.
An upgrade to the wheels and tires seems natural so my Mach rolls on Vintage Wheel Works V45’s in the 16”x 8” size and Michelin Pilot Sport 3 tires in 245-50/16 size to take advantage of the large wheel wells.
The modern performance Mustangs are light years ahead of the Classics in every category thanks to Ford’s advanced technology used for design, the assembly plants and of course in the cars. But every time I strap into my old school time machine and fire up the extensively modified Cleveland with a reverse valve body/ high stall C-4 transmission, it’s a rush of epic proportions.
When I stop for fuel and people see me mixing 110 octane race fuel with 93 pump gas, they always come to see what’s up and the stories they share about the one they let get away or the Mustang their uncle used to scare the hell out of them with each tire roasting shift are great reminders of a bygone era.
Car people are generally the nicest people you will ever meet. Occasionally a wise ass will comment about how sad it is to see old dudes trying to “recapture their youth” by driving one of the first generation of muscle cars. How totally rude and un-cool is that ? That’s when I calmly explain that when I purchased my Mustang, I WAS A YOUTH IN MY TWENTIES and I was unaware of any current age restrictions ! The look on their face as they walk away with their foot inserted into their mouth is priceless.
Come to think of it, I have owned my Mustang for 36 years. It could be a simple infatuation…or not. Without a doubt it IS love.
And the beat goes on….