Later on in my twenties I lusted after an Austin Healy sports car, which was even further out of the budget. About the same chance as my buying a Lear jet today.
1965 Austin Healey |
The other weekend we had a Healey club up here; there were about 30 of them and every one was quite beautiful. It reawakened my old desires, but I feel it's past the moment and having gone so long, I can probably live without one. The good news however is that should the yen return for a varsity sweater, I can certainly afford that item, assuming I could find one, of course.
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