Buying a Ford from a Holden Dealer was just wrong! I gritted my teeth, lowered my pride and bought it.

I got out of the car and caught a glimpse of the rear corner. I couldn’t see anything else, but I had already fallen in love with it.

I was just so excited with the White Knight that nothing else mattered. The rest is history and I still have the car.

It has no problems at all keeping up with modern traffic, though it does get a bit noisy and rattly at 100 kilometres per hour.

They laughed at me 20 years ago, but now, plenty of people are starting to chase them. It’s dragging the cars back on top where they should have been from the start.

For years, Chasing History was that dusty seventies coupe with a blown motor in the shed. It received some attention every now and then, but those self-imposed deadlines to get it going never really helped.

Their tales should be relished for generations to come, so we’re on a mission to meet the owners of Australian cars and share their stories.