Now before you all die from brain bubbles because one of the Greatest Symbols Of The American Way Of Life is a-gittin' blasphemed, take a deep breath and hear me out. Cool as the '64 Goat was, it poisoned GM.
90-year-old Lonnie Holloway's dying wish was to be buried upright with his hat on, behind the steering wheel of his 1973 Pontiac Catalina and his gun collection in tow for protection in the great beyond. He got it. [CNN]
I'm guessing that a respectable percentage of you have owned at least one Pontiac (you foreign types with your Polski Fiats and Proton Sagas can sit this one out). What was the first one?