This thread actually made me think about "my best memory". I honestly cannot think of one best memory because everytime I'm in one of my TR's it's always memorable. :biggrin: :biggrin: Since my first TType in 1992 to my current stable.
I guess there are more memories with my 86 TType because it was my first one and it was my DD. I remember driving it home the day I bought it. I punched it to pass some slower traffic and the car was instantly sideways. From them I have referred to these cars as two-handers

. I distinctly recall thinking to myself "wow, this is plenty fast. I don't think I'll ever want to do anything more to this car" - It was 100% stock.
Besides memories of smoking nearly everything I have ever encountered on the street, I have memories of the powermaster failure on the infamous I-5 in SoCal rush hour traffic. I was trying to figure out how to slow the car and not die and there was a guy in a new 5 series BMW yelling out his window how he loved the car. I would have chatted with him but was a bit concerned about wrinkling the paint...
I suppose if I had to pick just one it would be when my sisters fiance came back from Navy Basic with his buddies mustang. He had ridden in the T before and had been amazed. So he figured he'd surprise me. His buddies lx mustang had the 5.0 badge but was acutally some modded 351C-at least that's what I was told later. Anyway, we all went out to an abandoned road and set up our race.
I was used to crushing 5.0's so I gave him a car length ahead of me. My sister dropped her hands to start the race and he was gone. So was I.
I got next to him instantly and I looked over and he was looking behind him. I wondered what he was doing. Then he looked over and

the look on his face was priceless. I honked the horn with a quick beep beep like the roadrunner and waved. Dropped the gas to the floor and sucked out his headlights... We still talk about that one...
I love these stupid cars...
