My Dream Car

My Dream Car

Let's start off this blog with my dream car. The 1969 Chevrolet Camaro. I love this car for two main reasons. First reason being it is old muscle car. I love old muscle cars and always have. Whenever I look at cars that would be a good fit for me, I check out the old ones first. There is just something about the power underneath the hood of those cars that get my engine revving. (Pun totally intended). I love the way old cars look which falls under both of my categories, the second category being looks. I especially love bright polished reds and bright blues on cars, with two white racing stripes down the spine of red cars. And if the rims are chrome, I freak out and say, "I need that car". Once, when I was 12, I was looking at old Camaros and I saw one that made me feel so happy inside that I had to run downstairs, with my computer, and show my mom and ask if I we could buy it. She was like, "Yeah sure...NOT", and I was sad and I asked why and she said it was because I wouldn't be getting my license for a while. I guess then I didn't really understand the concept that you shouldn't buy something until you are actually gonna use it. Oh well.