gets me copious amounts of unwarranted attention and makes me smile.
I don't want to give the wrong impression though; I love driving it and wish that I grew up with them and was able to experience flashback style memories. If I could cruise somewhere more rural, that would probably solve my dilemma and anxiety. Right now I only drive on weekend mornings when the lazy drivers are sleeping in. I was already in an accident with the car (thankfully very minor) in less than 500 miles of owning it so that's probably why I have a harsher attitude towards driving conditions than others.Understandable....
I like the way you think!Left the wagon in primer I built it as a DD I use it like a pick up truck. It has a class 3 hitch I park @ Wally World, Lowes etc. if a paint chip I'll rattle can it.
Clutter catcher is not bolted down yet I can move it if its raining & I need to haul 8' lumber & close the tailgate the wood stacks between the bucket seats.
See The USA John sent me pix of a roof rack I need to make one.
Hate to stop for fuel in it most of the time its conversation + the .02 tour is requested.
Did a major appearance upgrade this summer installed trim rings & C3 center caps on the rally wheels. Don't know if I like it now I can't see the chrome acorn lug nuts & I probably scratched the pretty paint on the steelies + its the only shiny bits on the car.
Makes feel like a proud papa !!! I did a goog job at fixing it
What he said ... plus, it's just downright FUN! For sure a lot more fun than driving a generic Mazda. Can't say how many times I've heard "had one of those years ago and wish I'd never let it go". Having someone pull up alongside on the highway and snap pictures, the thumbs-up and horn honks, and knowing that I Built It ... nothing beats it! 🏎Mine is the first trifive I've ever owned and I worked on it for years before I could drive it out of the yard.
1- The feeling of victory when I finally got to get out and legally drive the car and seeing it be smooth and reliable with very few bugs to work out.
2-It brought back the feeling I had when I had when I was a teenager. That feeling of being excited to hit the road and thinking up new excuses to go somewhere so you can drive your car.
3- There's a sense of pride or accomplishment in being out there in something you built yourself darn near from scratch. Most of the population will never know that feeling.
I could name others but I want to keep it brief.