The wife and I were talking this afternoon of past times around our town and some of the places that are gone now. Places we use to hang out and cruise. It kind of led to some of the cars we had back then and some that our friends had. It brought up a memory of one I let get past me back years ago. My senior year in high school, I bought a red 1978 Pontiac Trans Am. It wasn't in the best of condition and the motor blew up the first week I owned it! Bought a used Pontiac 455 out of a wrecking yard and put it in with the help of my older cousin. The car was chick magnet! It was a cop magnet too! And everyone wanted to race it all the time. I had had the car for about six or seven months and was heading towards home one evening after work, and saw a car I thought would never be for sale, sitting out close the road, with a for sale sign in the windshield. I had to stop and check it out. I knew that car very well. I remember when I first saw the car in high school. It was a 1977 Trans Am SE that looked just like the one from Smokey and the Bandit. I was a freshman in high school and a senior by the name of John had bought the car brand new from the local Pontiac dealer in town. Everyone drooled over that car! His parents were also teachers at our school as well. I just couldn't believe this car was for sale. John swore up and down in high school he'd never sell the car, ever! Well, I asked him why the change in wanting to sell it. He had gotten married recently, and his new wife thought he needed something a bit more practical than the Trans Am. He only wanted $5000 for the car. I didn't have quite that much at the time, but fIgured I could sell mine and add that to what I had and then buy it. So I put mine up for sale in the local newspaper classifieds. Got lots of tirekickers come by and wanted to test drive it, but none were serious enough to fork over cold cash for my car. One Saturday afternoon one guy called and wanted to come look it over. He got there a little later and was checking it out. He didn't have the money, but was willing to do some trading. He had a 1967 Pontiac GTO, with the 389, three two barrels, and a four speed manual transmission. It was dark blue metallic, with a black interior. The only thing not factory, were the Cragar mags with 60's all around. It wasn't perfect, but it was sweet looking and cool car. I let it pass since I had my heart set on the 1977 Trans Am. Bummer.