Holden has played a big part in my life. When we were young kids, not yet old enough to hold a licence, my parents owned a Holden dealership in Echuca.
Together, dad and us kids would take a train to Bendigo and we would get another train to Melbourne, then a taxi to Fishermans Bend to pick up and drive home a new Holden.
I can remember back as far as HT right through to HQ; we drove them back as it was cheaper and dad was able to run in the engines – especially driving up Pretty Sally (part of the old Hume Highway on Melbourne’s northern outskirts).
That gave the cars a workout.