Back in the early ’90s, when I was working the auctions as a buyer, muscle cars were just old used cars to most people. Nobody was talking about investments, collectors, or six-figure price tags. They were simply cars that had lived hard lives and ended up under the hammer on a Saturday morning. Over the years I bought some unbelievable machinery — an RS2000, XU-1 and A9X Toranas, HQ and HX GTS Monaros, John Goss Special XA Coupe, Ford Landau, and more than a few XW-XY GT replicas. Looking back now, for the money I paid, I could’ve afforded to keep every single one of them. If only we all knew then what they’d become. But the one that always sticks in my mind was an XY ute. It rolled into the auction yard in Vermilion Fire — bright orange, loud enough to stop you in your tracks. It had a shaker setup that made it look like a GT, sat tough, and was one of those cars that just looked right from every angle. Straight down both sides, no rust anywhere, tidy inside, and mechanically solid. The motor had a mild cam in it, sounded tough without being over the top, and it ran clean — no smoke, no rattles, no excuses. To me, it was a good honest car. I paid $1,500 for it. Right in the middle of the auction, with a packed crowd standing shoulder to shoulder, my boss completely lost it. In front of everyone he launched the auction hammer at me — it flew past my head — and screamed, “What the f*** are you thinking, Freeman? Would you have bought this with your own money?” He thought I’d paid way too much for it. Now, the thing about GBW was, he usually wasn’t wrong. He’d forgotten more about cars than most people ever knew, and when he gave you a spray, you generally deserved it. So standing there in front of the crowd, I wasn’t exactly smiling. But as the bidding started, the ute found its audience. The numbers climbed. Then climbed again. When the hammer finally dropped, it made $2,250. Suddenly the yelling stopped. No apology, of course — that wasn’t his style — but you knew by the silence that he’d realised I’d seen something in the car that day.