This 1979 Hurst/Olds W-30 was my second, and probably most cherished car. Found on the back lot of a gas station, it didn't look like much at first, but my father helped restore it to nearly stock shape. It was one of a limited run of fewer than 1,200, and I ultimately went so far as getting a "79 W30" vanity plate and a membership in the Oldsmobile Club of America.
This car served me well in both Honolulu and on the Big Island, making several 200-mile roundtrip weekend runs between Hilo and Hapuna Beach in Kona. For a while, she ran on oversized Corvette wheels that required a set of ridiculously tall air shocks. Not one of my prouder car-owning moments.
Sadly, after a few typical college-kid fender benders and a major accident in 1997, I knew I had to give her up. She can still be spotted occasionally on the streets of Honolulu, hopefully under the care of someone who appreciates her more than I did.