I acquired my earliest and most vivid memories of a car when I was a lad of seven.
It was an Austin-Healey 3000 MkIII in red with a stunning tan and burr-walnut interior.
The throaty rasp of the 3-litre straight-six was truly glorious and, needless to say, I was a full convert to classic automobiles.
From that point on, I patiently saved up my money for seven years, working odd jobs and doing well at school, anxious for the day when I could finally get some wheels of my own.
I considered imports and Big Three-mobiles, but came to the conclusion that an independent would be more my taste.
This moniker refers to those American car companies that both survived WW2 and were not connected to the Big Three in any way, such as Nash, Hudson, Packard, Kaiser, Studebaker, Willys, Crosley and (later) AMC.
I chose Studebaker because I was captivated by its history, as well as the refreshingly different styling of the cars.
The firm started out in the heady ‘Go West, young man’ days of 1852 and, through hard work and a promise to ‘Give a little more than you promise’ (the Studebaker family motto), it became the top wagon-maker in the US.