It was odd reading this story. It was like bits and pieces of a collage of my life. I never owned a Polara, but a room mate of mine did. I never owned a 55, but knew someone in my life that did. I loved the long hard-corner burn-outs as a youth, but they were in my first Falcon, as 62. I was in high-school in '78. Drove a while (as a youth) without my license. Got in trouble for it. Hit a phone pole one foggy California evening too. Built a lot of cars for other people faster than anything I owned (they had the money, I didn't). Anyway, funny comparisons.

Welcome. Show us some pictures of you new little [thing] Falcon.