My dad bought a wrecked Austin Healey 3000 for $400 (!!) around 1968 or 69 when I was about 5 years old. He fixed it up and that was our 'family car' for a couple of years. That instilled the sports car bug in my head when all of my friends were big into muscle cars. Then, in 1973, we moved to Speedway, IN and lived about a mile from the Indianapolis 500 track. Between the 500 and trips to Indianapolis Raceway Park, I became a big racing fan. I bought a 10 year old Opel GT when I was in college (amazing how worn out it was for only being 10 years old...) and thought it was a great little car until I read a little blurb on the 'new' Porsche 911 Carrera coming out in 1984. That was all she wrote...
