By modern standards, they were all fat, ungainly, and flabby. No handling, no brakes, and when you think about the power they made, it's not that impressive any more. The whole point was complete hands and feet involvement, at least for me. That's why I had British roadsters until I bought the Camaro, and most of the things I did to that car were to make it more like a roadster and less like a muscle car. It was an exercise in failure. Kinda like trying to make a Thunderbird into anything except a Thunderbird. I sure don't understand the prices people pay for what's really just another incompetent old car with an exciting face. A 1960s Thunderbird is perhaps a different proposition. Or maybe not. I haven't tried one. Strapping on one of Mark's '70s 'Birds cured me of wanting one very much. I love the way they look, but didn't like the way it felt so much. Pickups and strings can change, so that isn't such a big deal. Same thing with the car. If I didn't already have it because it was a daily driver until the early-1990s, I probably wouldn't own one.