There are no problems remembering comparison tests through rose covered glasses.
Ah, the days when you lined up a Belmont against a Falcon, then the Kingswood versus the Futura, then a Premier and a Fairmont. Broughams, and later Statesmans, versus Fairlanes had their own comparo.
You would highlight when the back doors had arm rests, if there were courtesy lights or how slippery were their vinyl bench seats; all important stuff.
Then the pinnacle was when you lined up the Bathurst specials. Never mind only a few hundred of each were ever built; we all hung on the release of the latest Monaro, Torana, Falcon and Charger, and it didnít matter if you were in the Red, Blue or Valiant camps.
The common theme here is that it didnít matter if it was mundane or muscle, it was the anticipation, the expectation, that the incremental improvements of each could leap frog it against their rivals. All great reading, all great times.