First, I have a confession, I drive a family van. It's not something I'm proud of, but it's a fact necessitated by the small army of children I have. In my dream scenario -- where I also look like Bradley Cooper -- I'm driving something entirely different. Give me a classic American muscle car and I'm good with the world.

Over the years, I've only had one real muscle car. During my glory days, I was the proud owner of two Pontiac Firebirds. Now, for another confession. The Firebird was the 6-cylinder baby brother of the 8-cylinder Trans Am. To make it sound meaner, I flipped the air filter upside down. This made it a lot less likely that someone would mess with me at a stoplight.

When I daydream -- and yes, I still look like Bradley Cooper in my daydream -- I would love to get some seat time in a Shelby Mustang. Put a snake on the grill and make it a Cobra and I'm even happier.

My wife's dream -- which also involves Bradley Cooper I hear -- would be a Corvette. She's a Chevy girl/woman/person and has always loved Vettes.

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I'm curious what your muscle preference might be. Charger? Challenger? Classic GTO? Post your desires in the comments and if you actually own a real muscle car, post a pic! I will vicariously live through your experiences while I pull the Holliday family truckster into the grocery store parking lot with my regiment of children.

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