A Corvette, an MG, and a Mini Cooper
I reminisced about my first car buying experience... me and my dad driving out into the middle of nowhere to look at this old canary yellow late 60s model MGB... well once I laid eyes on it, that was it. I had to have it. We paid the man $800 and left. Me in front and dad behind in his Vette. I broke down on the way home, but luckily Dad had a can of ether in his car (only him) to get me on my way. I truly was the epitome of cool as I cruised my new car into the parking lot behind Neptune High at 17. Life was excellent and my car was awesome.
The next morning at breakfast, I tell my husband Jim Ive got this crazy idea about my pending new car purchase. And for the entire morning we are consumed with an MG discussion— pros, cons, coolness factor and ultimately the unlikely possibility of finding one, since our initial internet searches were futile.
A few minutes later as we are parking the car in front of the paint store, I am distracted by a Mini Cooper in the parking lot and I say “ that’s it... I guess I have to go back to the mini, since it’s the only car I’ve ever had since the MG that I really liked” and right then, Jim said “Oh, look at that!” and right there in front of us was a beautifully restored 1977 MGB... I jumped out of the car started circling the vehicle, hoping the owners would see me gawking at it and come out... eventually they did.... A nice couple, a little older than me. They explained how they found it, the history and best of all, that they had painted over the original color... canary yellow... They sent me to Hemming Motor News to start my search for my new car, which of course I did.
About an hour later, I realized that somehow my dad had visited me today.... he somehow let me know that he remembers buying my first car too and was happy to help me do it all over again.
I miss you Dad.