1979, A Good Year
(Written on 1/16/2022) In 1979 I was 17, and like many young people loved sports cars. There was something about a small two seat convertible that screamed "let's have some fun". My older sister had an MGB that my father had helped her restore. If I could have had any car, it would have been a Triumph Spitfire. I just loved the look of the car. But I really didn't have the money to buy a decent car, so I read the used car classified ads religiously hoping in vain for a miracle. My dream Spitfire didn't show up, but a great deal came along on a Sunbeam Alpine. Actually it was two Sunbeam Alpines, a 1964 in bad condition and a 63 in worse. I had never heard of a Sunbeam Alpine, but the ad said that it was a British convertible sports car, and the price was right. Now my sister's MGB had met an untimely death when the wiring harness shorted out and the car burned up in a parking lot. So when I showed the ad to my father and asked him to look at the S...