To add an antipodean touch to this thread, I think, I hope, my dad's favourite was the 1972 GTS Holden Monaro with the 253 V8. Yes he could have ordered the 350 ci but that's not my dad. Ordering a four on the floor V8 was enough of a challenge to his Scottish side. However I'm guessing. Perhaps his favourite was first car I remember, the early 50's Morris Cowley ute in which us farm kids were carted to town and Sunday school in the same way pigs and calves were taken to market. In winter we were provided with a blanket and huddled against the cabin to escape the wind.
The morris was followed by almost every model of Holden from '58 to the present day. But the Monaro was the only car with any sporting pretensions and I think it might have been his favourite but I will ask him when I see him in April, just ahead of his 92nd birthday. Once the question is put I will have to settle in for quite a while as these days he tends to tell stories that equal the Iliad in length, if not in character and drama. He will have a glass of Black Douglas while I will open an aussie red and we could cover quite a few miles and memories.
