First "memory" that I guess I don't really remember was when my dad drove my mother home from the hospital after I was born with his brand new 1981 Corvette stingray
He was signing the papers when my mother went into labor and was taken to the hospital!
And my mom thought he was out buying a van
Best memory is hands down when my father and I raced the La Carrera Pan Americana Road Race in Mexico, a 2500 mile race from the Guatamala border to Texas in our 1965 Corvette Roadster. Best part was that we won the race!
Sad to say my father passed away in a car accident last year, but I am keeping his two Vette's (65 & 81) and will be racing in the La Carrera again, this time as a tribute to him