It was late on a Saturday afternoon, nothing was open (remember those days?). So all I could do was push the car into its final resting spot. This picture was taken on Sunday, after church, you can’t see the damage as its on the other side. I was smiling on the...
The Honeymoon is Over
On the third Saturday of ownership, I was headed into town to pick up my girlfriend to meet some other friends for something or other. When you have a girlfriend and a Fiat, does anything else really matter? We lived just outside town on about 4 acres, so we had a...
The Love Affair Begins
After picking up the car on a Friday afternoon, I wanted to drive forever, I was invincible and had the coolest car in the world. All of a sudden all the other guys wanted a ride in my car. Too bad for them, it was me and my girlfriend cruising all over town in this...
In the Beginning…
Well, it was the summer of 1983, I was 17 and growing up in Corner Brook, Newfoundland (Canada) population ~25,000, not that much different from any other town in the US or Canada. My first car was a 1980 Dodge Aspen, automatic, 318, posi-traction rear end... station...

