When I was a kid my Dad had a red 1956 MGA which he bought new in England where he was serving in the U.S.A.F. That little sports car fascinated me. That made me want a little English sports car. In 1987 I had saved-up $800 which at the time was what a used Austin Healy Bug eyed Sprite was going for in the classifieds. I asked my girl friend wether she would like to accompany me on my quest and she agreed. While looking at a used Sprite the seller mentioned he also had another car for sale. This car was a 1972 Pontiac Catalina convertible with a 400 c.i. engine. The car was huge! 17 1/2 feet of Detroit iron. The polar opposite of a little sports car. Looking at the car my girl friend noticed some very good attributes that the Pontiac possessed. It had really big seats that two people could get really comfortable in. The way she whispered this fact into my ear made all thoughts of the Healy disappear from my mind. I purchased my first full sized American car that day and never regretted it. The car felt like you were oozing down the road sitting on a sofa. The V8 had a lovely rumble which was perfectly suited to a "boat". My girl friend and I learned to love the drive-in even if the movie stunk. We discovered that you could fit a full size pizza and a bottle of wine on the dashboard. When it was cold you could run the engine a bit and lay on the hood toasty warm with your back against the windshield and watch the show sure in the knowledge that your weight could never dent that massive hood. The girl who talked me out of the Healy became my wife of over 25 years and I gained an appreciation of full size American cars. Sadly I had to sell the Cat this summer because my barn was collapsing. On the bright side though I eagerly anticipate some classic convertible hunting in the near future with the girl I love.