I had the good fortune to buy my dream car from the original owner in Twin Falls, ID, about 16 years ago. At the time I paid top dollar to an 80-something Mrs Edith Partlet for her 1962 Lincoln Continental convertible, (T-Bird desert blue with matching blue and white leather interior), for a whopping $15,000. Mrs Partlet is long gone, but her automobile continues in her name. It still has less than 14,000 original miles of wear and sits quietly in an air tight garage on my ranch. Sometimes I mull over the possibility of auctioning off "Edith." But the longer I keep her the more she increases in value. Plus she's real purty and shines as if she just rolled off the show room floor. The 430 cc engine is as shiny and clean as a new set of dishes. And there is still a faint scent of Jungle Gardenia that lingers -- Mrs Partlet's signature perfume. It has all the options available in 1962, including a set of beige/white leather luggage designed to fit in what trunk space is left when the top was down.
Having owned most of the muscle cars of the 60s and 70s when they were new, the only other auto I miss is a 1969 two tone navy blue and orange (original colors) Malibu SS. It was a great little car. Much better than the 1969 Dodge Charger i traded in for it. It was fast, too.
