I’ve never written it here before, but I work in the automotive industry.
I’m not a “car guy” in the traditional sense of the word—I can’t fix much, and I’m mostly lost under the hood.
But I do like things that go fast—not a diehard racing fan, but I do like it.
And I do like things that are beautiful—and my time working closely with hot rodders has taught me to appreciate the automobile as much more than just a transportation tool to get us from Point A to Point B.
I’ve learned to appreciate the art of vehicle design.
From the original lines and curves made at the factory level, to the work done by custom car builders—the exquisite restored and custom hot rods you might see on television or at car shows.
I’m also learning to appreciate what cars say about the people who own them. Little reflections of themselves.
While I’m not a big fan of mini vans, wagons or compact cars, I’m perfectly capable of appreciating utility and good sense.
So this is less about daily drivers than it is about our ideal vehicle collection in an ultimate fantasy sense.
Maybe you care. Maybe you don’t.
Maybe you like cars. Maybe you never think about them.
But I do think someone’s taste in music, in food, in art, in a variety of things, can tell you a lot about them.
I always want to let you get to know me as much as possible without making it weird. (Too late?)
So, I’m going to share with you my five favorite cars, if I could outfit my garage with anything I wanted. (I’m not factoring money, otherwise I’d simply choose the five most-valuable cars and sell them like a champion of smartness.)
I hope you’ll celebrate or criticize my choices as you see fit.
And I hope you’ll share yours.
The Cars That Make Matt’s Little Heart Race
1961 Chevrolet Impala Bubble Top
And all the girls say I’m pretty fly… you know… for a white guy. This would probably be the car about which my son would tell his friends: “He never drives it! He just rubs it with a diaper!”
1959 Buick LeSabre
In the history of the world, no car has had sexier lines than the ’59 LeSabre. I’m not sure I’m skilled enough to parallel park this thing. But that concerns me less than having one of the most wonderfully unique cars around. Truly an artistic masterpiece.
2014 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray
“Oh, Matt. Is that yours? I’m sorry. I don’t know why my underwear won’t stay on. This is so weird.”
This is the first and only car in my lifetime for which I was on pins and needles waiting to see. I was not disappointed. So fast. So sexy. So awesome. I need one.
Jeep Wrangler Unlimited with snorkel kit
Perfect for summer. Perfect for winter. Perfect for driving under water. Perfect for the zombie apocalypse. When I bought my Grand Cherokee, this is what I really wanted, but I live in the suburbs with a young son. *shrug*
1964 Plymouth Belvedere
I can roll up to a hot rod event with tatted sleeves wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. Or I can smoke you at the local drag strip. Or I can roll up to a black-tie event dressed in a tuxedo. And look totally awesome and normal in all three scenarios. THAT’s how rad this underrated classic is. The Belvedere is probably not for everyone. But as you may recall: I love underdogs.
And that’s it.
My fantasy garage. I apologize for the discomfort down below ladies. Gorgeous steel and brawn has been known to have that effect.
Even on guys like me.
What do my favorite cars say about me?
Well, I like classic looks. But I want modern performance. I am HEAVILY biased toward American automobiles, even though there are some phenomenal cars built overseas, particularly in Europe. In the final analysis, I don’t really know what my fantasy garage says about me, but I hope someone will weigh in with an opinion.
What are your favorite cars and what do they say about you?