This weekend I went home for a couple of days and I felt very lucky to be able to drive one of the nicest cars, in my opinion, in the world. My dad just purchased this car from someone at the Auburn Auction in Auburn, Indiana. It may not be brand new, but to me its an all new experience. Its the 1969 RS/SS Chevrolet Camaro. It is the sharpest car I have ever seen.

It is black with white racing stripes and the paint is perfect. This car is a beauty because of the nice paint and the great, muscular lines of the body of the car. Some people like to say the lines of the car are sexy. There is no doubt that someone wouldn't say something like that about this car. The headlights in the front look so mean and are covered by shutters when they are not turned on. The appearance is one of the best parts of this car.
Don't get me wrong though, the other aspect of the car, the engine, is also a main factor of these old muscle cars. The sound of these cars is the main attraction. It turns heads, even in idle it sounds "bad-ass". That deep tone that comes forth when accelerating just gives me the chills. When I drove it this weekend, the 350 horse big block rumbled and kept people staring. There were so many looks flashing my way, not to look at me but to look at the car.
There is only one problem with these older cars. There is always some fixing up that you have to do. For example, the turn signal stays on which is annoying to other drivers, the horn doesn't work, the windows don't crank up; just a lot of small things. The only thing that was killing me was there was no radio in it. the speakers are all in there but there is no deck. All these small things add up, but personally I couldn't care less. Who needs music when you can just listen to the engine "purr"? Who needs the windows to go up when you can just out the top down? All these little things don't matter to the car fanatic and the lovers of the old muscle cars.