My dad and I went on a classic car tour over the weekend and it got me thinking. What cars are you sick of seeing?
By the way, we didn’t go on the Woodward Dream Cruise. This cruise was a smaller affair. My dad and I piled into his 1978 MGB and headed down a park-like road called Hines Drive through southeast Michigan with a convoy of other cars, all over 25 years old. You haven’t really lived until you’ve heard your 70-year-old dad exclaim, “There’s no way that’s over 25!” at every ’90s Chevy truck you pass. – Erin Marquis Read more
