
The very first "really" cool car I ever laid eyes on was out in front of the "Stop N Go" when I was about 11 years old. It belonged to the quarterback on the varsity football team named Monasmith, and it was a beautiful, two-toned, beige and red, two-door, hard-top, '57 Chevy.
By the time my class landed behind the wheel, the "Stop N Go" had lost some of it's polish, at least for us as we drove on by it and turned around to drive back to "Zip's" in another location.
It amazes me that it's still there at all.
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