Well it all started when the ex husband and i were looking for a new car..he was looking at Broncos,Fairlane and other Fords..So we were driving home and I saw the car I wanted. She was in this shop with big glass windows . I screamed out " stop the car,their is the car i want ". She is a 1974 Formula Pontiac Firebird ,she was gold and she was real shiny. We went back the next day so I could have another look..They started her up, my belly went funny. She rumbled in this little show room. She made the glass shake. I just had to have her. The car yard was glad we took her as the shop kept getting broken into. Thieves tried to steal it twice.I brought her homethat day, and it was raining. I had to drive her to work that night. She leaked like a sieve. We got to where i worked at McDonalds and all the kids their said a gangster car is outside. She has been on fire, the bonnet has hit the roof and she has been broken into and stolen from me. We have been together for 18 years in July. I will never sell her. I have so much fun driving her. When I'm[media]https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=4600880734774&set=pb.1074975128.-2207520000.1360818957&type=3&theater ready to give her up, I will give her to my 2 sons, so they can have some fun.