A flash of white, a black soft-top and four black tires rolled by the only window to the world outside of my office. I was mesmerized. This 1976 Triumph TR6 rolled by my mundane, paper-pushing existence and I have to admit I drooled slightly when I saw it. I was afforded the opportunity to get a closer look and I am wont to say I immediately developed a school-girl crush. It was in great shape and sounded even better as the throaty engine responded to the shifting gears as it pulled away.
I love classic old cars. I don’t know what it is that makes them so much more enticing than the cars of today but I have always been attracted to their sleek styles and rugged good looks. There is something so alluring about a car that has so much character and doesn’t blend in with every other make and model on the road.
I have always said if I ever win the lottery, I am going to spoil myself and buy a Morgan Roadster. It has been a dream of mine for a very long time and one that I hope will come true. Oddly enough, I truly fell in love with the Morgan when I watched the movie “The War of the Roses” with Michael Douglas and Kathleen Turner. His Morgan was his baby, his pride and joy, and as soon as I saw it I knew I loved it. It would be years later that I would discover my father in a frozen-in-time photo in Florida standing in front of his dream car – a candy-apple red Morgan Roadster.
1957 Morgan Plus 4 (image credit)
There have been many moments of my day-dreaming when I pictured myself tucked behind the steering wheel, the feel of that wheel held firmly in my left hand and the gear shift comfortably in my right. The wind-stream billowed over the top of the windshield and my hair blew in the breeze. (okay, I have really short hair but you get the idea)
I am a firm believer that if you put the right energy into the universe, that energy will come back to you. I have been, and will remain, a person inspired by positive energy and will continue to live in the hope that this energy will come back and my dream will come true. Six glorious gears, British Racing Green and open roads for miles – the energy is out there and now it just needs to come back.
TR6 is a lovely car, much better than the wedge TR7, I also liked the Triumph Stag
That is a gorgeous car, that for sure.
There is a part of me that would love to own a classic automobile, but there is a much bigger part of me that would never take the plunge under any circumstance. I would be too worried about dings and scratches to enjoy such a treasure.
Especially with all of the little rocks up here! Many coats of wax and potentially wrapped in bubble wrap is the way to go!