Muscle Cars Are A Way Of Life

It's no wonder that people love muscle cars, they remind us of the good old days. The days what life was about the simple things, all we thought about was the next big mod on our muscle cars. Was my car going to be the best one this weekend, was my car going to win the race.

We built our Camaros, our Mustangs, our Chargers, and of course our Corvettes, we spent hours in the garage behind the house coming up with a new wat to make the cars look, or perform better then they did last week, now even our hobby has become a business.

As the economy get's worse, and money get's tighter, in the back of the car guys heads is playing a scenario, this same scenario played n our minds in the late 1970's when Ralph Nader begun his big push on emissions friendly cars.

The scenario plays out something like this, will I wake up this morning, and turn on the news to hear some politician telling me that muscle cars are now banned from the streets of the USA. Obviously we would go down fighting, we would never jump ship in mid drift.

But still we always wonder what the next big thing will be, how will they try to kill our dreams next. So we buy them up, put them in storage, and wait to see what come next. Then out of the blue we start to see the old muscle cars re-appear on the streets again.

A flow of new found passion, and a burning energy to build another one for ourselves ignites. We are re-born, the passion that should never have died has returned. The passion that makes our blood pump, the classic muscle car passion.

Once again we see all of our favorite cars on the road, and a thought comes to mind, it's the same thought that comes to mind every time they try to kill our dreams. It's the thought of us crossing the finish line, in our pride and joy of a car saying this is mine, and you can't take it.

Every time you try, we come back better, stronger, and faster then before. The big three bringing back the Camaro, Mustang, and Challenger started the hearts of the muscle car guys again. They gave the old energy a new found life, they helped bring the younger kids to the game.

An the heart of a muscle car is young, it's vibrant and strong. You can't kill it with a few idol threats, and some nasty words from an idiot calling himself president. You can't kill the desire to be better, stronger, and faster, but most of all your can't kill the ever burning spirit of a muscle car.