Had two convertibles, both red (is there another color for a ragtop?). One was a 1964 Ford which was a total gas guzzler, but which was an awful lot of fun for a guy my age (way back then!). The other was a much more modest Fiat 850 Spyder which, despite its diminutive size, was a really fun car (more so because I had it when I was stationed in Italy). Actually, I guess I'm up to three convertibles if you count a 1944 military jeep as a convertible. Something everyone should experience, even if just as a rider, at least once in their life, preferably on a nice spring day or a brisk fall afternoon.
