Man, I hear you—my buddy once lied about a scratch on his ‘68 Mustang to his girlfriend, and she still brings it up every time we talk cars. Do you th...
Man, I feel this in my soul. I’ve been down the “quirky but expensive” road more times than I care to admit. Had an old Alfa Romeo once—gorgeous, soun...
Ain’t that the truth. My ‘72 Chevelle’s glove box is basically a time capsule—insurance card, gas receipts, maybe a petrified french fry. Paper never ...
Had a buddy get dinged for “loss of use” after a deer ran into his rental in Billings. His regular insurance covered the damage, but he still had to c...
Honestly, I’ve seen it go both ways. Had a friend who got rear-ended in his ‘72 Chevelle—other guy’s insurance was bare bones, and yeah, they tried to...
Not just you. I remember when AAA felt like having some sort of secret VIP pass—flash the card, and help magically appeared before you could even fini...
Totally get the grease stains—my ‘68 Mustang’s dash is basically a crime scene from all the times I’ve tried to snap those VIN and odometer pics. I sw...
Totally get it. My old Mustang’s worth more to me than my actual bank account, and even a fender bender could cost a fortune. The minimums might’ve wo...
I hear you on the insurance thing—my ‘72 Chevelle’s rates are already high enough without adding “mystery parking lot incident” to the mix. I usually ...
Yeah, those mutuals are a mixed bag. Had one guy show up to look at my ‘73 Mustang and he seemed more interested in the paint job than my driving reco...
Totally get where you’re coming from. I’d rather have a few more dings in my wallet than let some algorithm judge my “spirited” cornering in the old M...
Yeah, I’d agree with that. Insurance folks aren’t usually combing through your glovebox for every oil change receipt—at least not in my world. Had a b...
Smaller insurers can be a hidden gem, honestly. Had a minor fender-bender with my classic Mustang last year, and the big guys made me feel like I was ...
Fair point, but honestly, it's not just the high-end rides that need attention. I've had my share of classic beaters, and trust me, nothing teaches yo...
Had a similar issue with my old Mustang—smooth as butter around town, but once I hit highway speeds, it felt like riding a washing machine on spin cyc...