Years ago a friend and I were having lunch here in town at a little diner,and we were both driving our A's.A little bus load of seniors on a trip pulled in,and unloaded next to our A's.They were all looking,but one old boy seemed to know what he was talking about.Turns out he had worked for Ford when the A's were still fairly new.He was pointing out details,all factual,and then knocked on my front fenders with his knuckles.He was raving,real steel! No plastic s--t here!My friend asked if I was going to pee in his wheaties,he was knocking on fiberglass fenders.No need to spoil their fun by correcting him for no good reason.