My grandfather had a '64 convertible. Red with a white top. Beautiful car until my uncle had an accident with it. My uncle had a penchant for bad car decisions. He owned a 1976 Corvette, decided he didn't like it and returned it for a Monza notchback coupe instead. Then in '79 my grandfather gave my uncle his '68 GTO. My uncle turned around and traded it for...(wait for it)...a Plymouth Arrow! Ugh! In my uncle's defense this was when the gas prices spiked again, but really? A Plymouth Arrow?