HALF A CENTURY (OR MORE) REMOVED from the moment, it’s hard not to imagine that, during the heart of the muscle car era, every stop light was an opportunity, with every car in the next lane a challenge. Romantic notions of that time can lead us to think every green light was a waving flag, signaling that the race was on.
The truth of the matter is, back then, as now, cars were quite often simply transportation. Even the hot ones. They were ways to get from place to place. Oh, the style may have been more appealing, and what you drove whispered volumes about you to anyone who cared to listen, but whether it was engineered for it or not, not every automobile lived a life of power-braking, tire-shredding, high-revving, cold-air-induction-fed anger on a day-to-day basis. Sometimes, a car is just a car — no matter how attractive, no matter how hard the heart of a warrior
