Believe it or not, I still have Democrat friends — just a handful out of the 6,000 names in my cellphone address book. But those few Democrats keep texting me to say, "We finally got him. Your friend ...

The transitional year of 1971 is a foggy mix of ‘it all ended by then’ and ‘it was still good fun’ as far as car nuts segregate the muscle car age from the doomsday decades that followed. The cars ...