So my Dad raised me on old cars, and I developed a tender place in my heart for Corvettes. He has a 1971 Brands Hatch green t-top, with 365hp and a 454 big block engine. Sadly, it's in disrepair, lacking two things: time and money. Joel still swears he married me to inherit the car. That's sort of okay with me, I understand.
Dad met us for a show a couple weekends ago, and there was lots to drool over. I also learned that there used to be fiber optic lines in the console that would lose their light if a headlight or tail light burned out. Can't say my Envoy is that smart. 
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