When I was a wee boy in Scotland, I was given a Corgi diecast model of a Chevrolet Impala. In my naive way I then assumed that every American car was an Impala. Only when I came to the States in 1977, was I able to distinguish between American cars.
When I became a slightly overweight middle aged grey haired former banker, I jumped at the chance to own a full-size version. That started the OBSESSION
It also makes a great Christmas display
It not only
rocks it
rolls
