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John C from Bloomington, MN, shares his first car adventure with a ’71 Plymouth Satellite Sebring, purchased for $700 from paper route savings and a dad’s loan. Despite its mild 318 engine and a sticky automatic choke, John jazzed it up with aluminum slots, chrome rims, and a leopard-skin interior. A proud “fix-it” ticket for being too jacked up was a badge of honor among friends with their own quirky rides, from a ’68 Mustang GT to a project V8 Vega.
“It’s especially amazing that a muscular muscle car would turn up in a lady’s garage in Bristol,” said a bemused onlooker. The ’68 Firebird, a 5.7-litre V8 with under 84,000 miles, is heading to auction with its one-owner story intact. Meanwhile, muscle car mania is revving up elsewhere: million-dollar beauties strut their stuff at car shows, Kumho V8s roar into the Muscle Car Masters, and a camouflaged 2017 Camaro ZL1 sneaks around in stealth mode. Who knew muscle could be so charmingly mysterious?
Barrett-Jackson Scottsdale revved up its engines with about 170 cars zooming across the block on day two, including some vintage Ford Mustangs that probably still remember when gas was under a buck. The highlight? 25 cars from the Charlie Thomas Collection, proving that hoarding can sometimes be profitable. The auction kicked off at 2 p.m., while the live TV broadcast hit the airwaves at 4 p.m. Meanwhile, early risers caught the “automobilia” auctions, because who doesn’t need a vintage hubcap at 9 a.m.?
