What brought you to this corner of the vintage automotive universe? Was owning a vintage Mopar a long-time goal or a spur-of-the-moment purchase?
I got my '52 Cambridge because it's a carbon copy of the one my father had (only 1200 VIN's apart). My '51 business coupe happened because the dairy company in the town where I spent summers in the late fifties (Stapleton and Penchansky in Woodridge, NY) had two of them. For me, they keep the good old days alive in my head. The '66 Sport Fury convertible was too good a deal to pass up, so my bargain-hunting instinct propelled me to make the deal.
What's your story?