I've lost my mind, that's not a ragtop!!! Ignore my last post.
This is what happens to a Pontiac guy looking into Mopars, his mind fades and his beliefs are confuzzled. I have had nightmares the last two nights of some beer drinking plum purple crazy Mopar guy trying to get me to race in front of the cop station.
And whenever I have nightmares, Belair is always near by.
