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I learned my lesson early on. Sixteen years old, Mom calls my cell phone, and in the process of talking with her I blow through a red light at 11pm on a Tuesday. "Mom, I just ran a red light, I'll call when I'm at my destination." I hung up on her, chucked the handset into the backseat, and she didn't call back.

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Springs Pony Car Edition

Pony cars sparked the imagination of a generation in the 1960's, a spark that still flickers to this day. These aren't sports cars and they don't handle particularly well, though some of them are pretty fast. Every Saturday across American car owners and car lovers gather in parking lots to look at each other's cars…