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Pick your favorite iconic car from any decade....

Love the Avanti.
Studebaker Golden Hawk was pretty sweet too.
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Love the Avanti.
Studebaker Golden Hawk was pretty sweet too.
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We named our first li'l kitten (rescued from a demolished building next to to Mrs. Harp's dorm on the campus of Syracuse University, 1977) 'Studebaker Hawk, Fantastic New Superhero Of The Current Economic Slump'



It took several months, but eventually we just called her The Hawk...
 
We named our first li'l kitten (rescued from a demolished building next to to Mrs. Harp's dorm on the campus of Syracuse University, 1977) 'Studebaker Hawk, Fantastic New Superhero Of The Current Economic Slump'



It took several months, but eventually we just called her The Hawk...

New Zappa tune for me! Thanks!!
 
I had a rare TR-250 with a Targa Top as a daily driver for several years. Should have never it.
My first car was one of these and looked a lot like this one, only tatty:

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It was missing the front bumper, had disk wheels, and no exterior mirrors, but was otherwise the same. It was an early TR-2 with long doors. TR-2s had no exterior door handles. The top wouldn't stay on, so I never used it. Rain or shine, sleet or snow, didn't matter - I drove with the top off. No radio, no heater, no defroster. It had windshield wipers and lights, but that was it. The motor turned the wheels and made just enough electricity to charge the battery and run the lights. Power nothing. The interior door handle was a chain and a spring loaded latch. The steering wheel was about two feet in diameter, and you needed it to hang on. It needed seat belts really badly, but didn't have them. The turning radius sucked by modern standards but was pretty good by 1954 standards. There were only about two turns, lock to lock, if that. Hitting a potato chip in the road meant a lane change if you weren't paying attention. It didn't actually leak anything, but that's partly because I rebuilt everything over time. It was loud, slow, obnoxious, and had tall skinny tires that slid well.

It was the perfect car. No car I have owned or ever will own can possibly live up to the joy I had driving that car.