I didn’t really get it at first. In fact, it took me a few hours before I really understood what was going on. Sort of like a first time at Mardi Gras — you know you’re doing something fun, and everyone else is having fun, you’re just not sure why you’re there, or how this whole thing even got started in the first place.
This is how I experienced my first Woodward Dream Cruise.
I’m also not sure that I’m the right guy to explain this event to you. I’ve never owned an American car, let alone a muscle car  … Pictures and more
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