alexz

[QUOTE=Kyras,Mar 7 2007, 09:47 PM] dude!

Kyras

That makes you plus 5!! No excuse for it. I know. You So Cal dudes don't want anyone to know that you're OLD!

alexz

But I'm from NJ/NY

Kyras

That means you need to fess up. Most of Vintage is from back east. That's why 99% of the Vintage meets are back there. NO EXCUSE!

plantpixie

I remember my tricycle. My sister and I painted it every year. I am sure I had a wagon before then ... wagons don't corner well. Life was good.

DiamondDave2005

I was interested in cars from an early age, and had quite a collection of Matchbox and Corgi cars between the ages of 3 and 7. Most of them were 'lost' (I think stolen by the movers) when we moved, just before my 8th birthday.

The funny thing about the cars is that there were quite a few American cars in the mix, but I didn't think they were based on real cars. I'd never seen anything like a Corvette Stingray, a Camaro convertible or a Bizzarini concept car. It wasn't until I was in my mid teens that I realized they were 'real' cars.

Some of my earliest car memories are being in the back of my Dad's Heinkel bubble car with my sister in her moses basket (I was 3 or 4), seeing a Morris Minor that was old enough to have manual turn signals built into the B pillar, and seeing the first mint green colored Ford Escort in the early '70s. All the cars in our street had been black, gray or dark blue up until then.

valentine

I can remember before I even started to school having my head under the hood of my dad's car whenever he'd change the oil or work on his car. I've always loved cars and some of my fondest memories are standing in the car pretending I was driving it moving the steering wheel back and forth making little vroom vroom noises. My first real interest came into being when MGs, Austin Healey's, etc. were fairly popular and I fell in love with them. I cannot remember a time in my life that I didn't love sports cars.

SSSnakeSSS

My dad always had a second car hanging around. When I was pretty young, in that 5 to 7 year range, I was allowed to sit in the cars when they were parked in the back yard. I remember sitting and seeing nothing but dashboard. I would grab the steering wheel and provide all the motor sounds. I even remember turning on the radio and listening to it while I grumbled the motor sounds.
Wow, this post has brought back some serious youth memories as to why I love cars so much.

zacksdad2

I had always been intrigued by cars. My first rememberence was a '57 Nomad that my dad had as the family grocery getter. He bought it used in 61 and kept it until 65 when we went over to Okinowa (?). He always talked about the Corvette 327 motor that was in it.

But for me personally, it was the "B" movie release of the original of Gone In 60 Seconds in 71 or 72. That Manta kit Car did it......I was hooked from then on.

dlq04

Confessions of a Sports Car Romantic

Growing up it didn