Not to change the original subject but based on the comment above, in the mid sixties I was lucky. My parents had two cars. One was a Ford Falcon (1961 I think). That was the car dad drove to work. The other one was a 1957 (again not really sure of the year might have been a '59) Ford Station Wagon.
Now, as a young man, just getting ready for life at Myrtle Beach (were we lived), there was no better car for dates than a Ford Station Wagon.

A few years later, I found the next best car for dates. That was when I was in the US Navy and going to ETA School at Great Lakes. The year was 1968. That car was a Nash Rambler.
