It's all part of remembering or re-living one's youth. Yes, the purist wouldn't have a Hurst T-handle in their ride, but that's what everyone remembers.

A bit like that vacuum gauge that was featured recently.......

I like old car bling. Chrome rocker covers, chromed steel wheels, tennis ball on the tow bar, even hanging one's elbow out the window...

My father kicked the habit of hanging an elbow after receiving a glancing blow from a skunk carcass that had been flung from between the dual tires of the truck ahead.

On a visit back to Oz once I was assaulted with cautionary screams of terror from the other car occupants as I casually rolled down the window so as to rest my elbow....

This is when I realised I could never go back....talk about nannied.

Skunk in the elbow is better than a bird in the face when your riding a bike.

Or in the bush, if it is a female motorcycle stunt rider!