The Car I Wanted

And might not have survived owning

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My stepdad was a car guy. He’s still around, but at 91 his driving days are over.

In 1979 he got a gas guzzling 6.6L Trans Am. It could do 0 to 6 in about 6.7 seconds. My fondest memory of that car was when I was twelve and we went to buy a standard poodle puppy, and I snuggled him in the tiny backseat as we drove home th…