Are you kidding me? A car as pretty as this 1986 Chevrolet Camaro for an asking price of $7,500? Thank you, Tony Primo, for the notification on this one, located in Sanford, Florida. It’s a beauty, as we’ll get into presently. And it’s got only 14,000 miles. There are tons of photos here on craigslist if you’re a doubter.

Oh, and one more thing: it’s a six-cylinder. How could somebody let this happen? Hold your horses, there, fella, and tell me what’s wrong with six-pot engines. Nothing, if you’re talking classic British sportscars. But an American pony car, even after the heyday of those? Having the same 2.8-liter engine as my 1980s Chevy Celebrity? At least it’s not the 2.5 liter four that previously powered some Camaro models. So it’s not going to sound like the roaring V8 that a Camaro of this vintage might showcase, for sure. But do you really have to have a 305? Not for everyday use, if we’re being honest. Same argument applies to the current Mustang—is it essential to spring for the GT just for the roar?

So let’s think through the realities here. The car, as mentioned, has insanely low mileage. It has a shockingly red interior. It is priced at about where you get a totally decrepit beater in a 1960s car these days. It’s cheaper, also, than almost anything collectible out there, and it’s turn-key perfect. In a model run that started with the 1982s, you can almost see this as a 1970s-style automobile, if it makes the car feel more vintage. Is it that far from a 1970s Monte Carlo or Cutlass? If you’re talking about styling and appointments, then no. But since it’s only approaching middle age, rather than being firmly ensconced in it, it’s a fling that you should have before it’s too late. You can put another 80K miles on this odo before you get into the repair zone.

Won’t you enjoy plunking down into that ultra-red driver’s seat, looking out past that 85-mph speedo (yes, the government figured if you didn’t see 100-plus, you’d never try to go there), and sliding a cassette into that Knight Rider-style console-mounted radio, with, if memory serves, an equalizer? (Or what do those sliders next to the knobs do, Camaro experts?) Anyway, we digress. The point here is simple: you’re not going to get a more handsome car for this kind of money anywhere you look. You just have to give up your V8 dream as well as accepting that a car near forty, no matter what it feels like, is and has long been a vintage auto.