Usually I have a passing interest in auctions, but this one grabbed me. I was about ten years old, walking up towards Steinway Street in Astoria Queens when I saw my first Chrysler 300. That 300 was EXACTLY like this one, red, wire wheels in all it powerful elegance and my love affair with the Chrysler 300 had begun. This is tough for me to acknowledge that I can’t even venture a thought of getting this 300 as my love lust fulfillment, but lust I do for sure. Not everyone can appreciate the uniqueness of the letter 300’s in 1956 or how a young boy could still, to this day, be thrilled at the sight of this classic, this symbol of American engineering prowess and beauty, this magnificent automobile. Not just a car, but THE car that changed the market set the standard for decades, changed my life. I can’t help it, my heart is beating hard for this one. God it’s gorgeous and I’m ten again.. in Astoria Queens..walking up towards Steinway Street..with my father......