Not to speak negatively at all, but back in the day I couldn't STAND these cars (and the typical GM exhaust burble they produced), simply because there were SO many of them on the road. They were so utterly ubiquitous during the 80s and 90s and you couldn't walk 50 feet in any direction without seeing another one. But now that they're (mostly) gone, these cars actually conjure up odd feelings of sentimentality of my childhood and general feelings of good memories from those times. I never had any real firsthand experience with these cars, other than the mid 80s Chevy Cavalier wagon my grandmother had that I only rode in once. But there's just something about seeing the things from your childhood and adolescent years disappear like that, which can produce a weird sense of sentimentality. Thanks for sharing.
