Peace of mind | From the Publisher's Desk
Last updated 12/23/2020 at 9:06pm
My father was a practical man. When I was young and full of myself, one of the first cars I bought was a 1960 Triumph TR3 roadster. Very impractical. It had removable side curtains rather than windows that rolled up and down, dual carbs that needed regular adjustment, no top and no spare tire.
But it was a beautiful car. Fast. And cheap.
It rarely rained where we lived, so the lack of a top didn’t bother me, and I envisioned myself looking cool when picking up my dates. But my father only saw that it was impractical.
When you’re 18, you are so much smarter than your father, right? I w...