I remember it well... he put a few hard miles on that one... that car is no trailer queen ya know. Riley is glad that you have her; she was getting tired of endless jumps off the kitchen table (we had to bend the axles some when we shipped her to ya).
I love the shrine of gearheadedness in the garage! I see there is no discrimination including the Pontiac, Chevy, & various Mopar paraphernalia shown in that area. Dig the 67/68 Camaro (love Green) & the T/A with your faithful wife standing by on a nice day... I assume that is your wife right? I better be....
Now the dart container (Tiki-Dude) probably has some kind of story... perhaps you made it in art class in high school? Or- its mystical powers have followed you since finding an ancient hidden cave in Hawaii? I suspect it has a story to be worthy of such valuable real estate in a mostly hot rod shrine.