GTO's are bad juju for me. In 1967 I was working at my summer job selling used cars at a car lot on Broadway in Louisville, KY. I had gotten trapped out on the lot by a heavy rain storm and took shelter in a 64 corvette we had on the corner of the lot. Another salesman came out on the lot in the pouring rain and pecked on the window and motioned me to come to the office. There the sales manager told me that a family friend had called and asked him to inform me that my Dad has just died of a heart attack. I had driven one of the cars from the lot to work that day (a fringe benefit of the job) and they sent me home in a white 65 GTO hardtop. That car stayed at my home during the early part of the mourning period and someone came and picked it up and sold it before I returned to work. I don't think I'll ever own a GTO. Joe Fulton Salinas, CA > >Does it mean I should sell it and buy a Pontiac, no > I ain't got enough for a GTO convertible, don't even > know if they made such a beast? > _______________________________________________ Amc-list mailing list Amc-list@xxxxxxxxxxxx http://splatter.wps.com/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/amc-list