Only in my dreams. I think the late 70s z28's are one of the sexiest cars ever made. I MUCH prefer the looks to an older split bumper. There's one around me for sale, 455, blacked out body, lights, and windows, but still has the chrome trim around the windows are shiny wheels. I'd kill.
This is my trike. There are many like it but this one is mine. My trike is my best friend, and it is my life. I must master it as I must master myself. My trike without me is useless. Without my trike, I am useless. I must ride my trike true. My trike and I know that what counts is not the amount of miles we ride, but the time we ride together. My trike is human in it's own ways, therefore I will learn it as my brother. I will learn it's weaknesses, it's strengths, it's parts, and it's soul.