“My parents purchased a 63 Delta 88. You were planted hard in your seat when you hit the accelerator.”
Time warps memories ...
I remember fairly precisely the day my parents went to purchase the Delta 88. They only said they were going to Ryan Olds to look at a car. I had an immediate need to contact them and the 411 operator obliged with a phone number. True to their parting comment, they came to the phone at Ryan Olds when I called. I was 7 years old at the time. I'm 67 now.