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I had a nice 60's classic car, and got no where with chics. I finally got some good advice.
Lose the ego, and just talk to any chic you want and have fun. If they are stuck up, f*** them, move on to someone else. As soon as you don't care, and you are just there to have fun, things will click.
I drove a 1980 citation, (got for free from my nana), when I would talk to most chics (later on a project 55 chevy). And even on the first couple of dates i would roll the citation (or the 55 which to them looked like junk probably). Again just having fun, they would have no idea the other cars I had. They would give me crap about the car, but it was all in good fun. They were out with me, because of me and how much fun we would have. I wouldn't roll my nice ride to pick them up until 3 or 4 weeks later, and it would blow there socks (panties) off. They would melt right into my hands at that point.
Just have fun, be yourself, and if you don't let on you care, thats when things will click for you.
Good luck
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