The memories of our youth are much more vivid than the ones we log in our later years. Back then our gin-clear and receptive minds were firing on all cylinders, devouring daily data with senses as sharp as broken glass, our minds brimming with recollections that would ring true for years to come. These formative years are the ones that shape our lives in most every way.
Jim McCullough fondly remembers the young and restless days of his youth, with his thoughts filled by pre-teen lust for American-bred muscle machines. “I was 10 years old when the first-gen Camaro was introduced as America’s new muscle car for 1967. Those memories are a
