Road & Track has published a piece titled, "How the Original Fiat 124 Spider Helped Shape my Youth." Here I've put a quote from the article to give you the idea, but click through the link so read the full text.
Strictly speaking, there's no real reason for me to care about the Fiat 124 Spider, also known as the "Fiata" to some. The small-roadster hole in my garage has been filled by a Boxster S for the past 12 years, and that's unlikely to change any time soon. Nor should I be particularly interested in the Fiat 124 Spider Elaborazione Abarth that debuted earlier this week. I don't see any changes to this model that couldn't be accomplished in a weekend with a decent set of tools, a call to my local Koni dealer, and a roller loaded with flat-black house paint.
Why, then, does merely seeing a picture of the red Elaborazione press my personal "Buy It Now" button? Perhaps it's because you never truly forget your first love. And if the three Seventies-era 124 Spiders that warped their threads through the weave of my teen years don't strictly qualify as such, neither can I truly separate them from the joy and sorrow that forged my current self from the undifferentiated blank of a 13-year-old child.