I'm sure they were.
What I'm also sure of is that they were such a delight not only because they were actually great, but also because you had to put some of you into them.
Just like crappy cans that sound good when modded, they sort of become yours over time. You're not their owner anymore, you're their custodian.
I don't want to sound like a grumpy old dude (especially since I'm not old), but today's cars (apart from a few exceptions, obviously) can't give me that.
What I do love about today though, is that you have the choice. You can have a fantastic Tesla S for weekdays and own a Seven or a Lancia for weekends. Isn't that great ?
There's also something to be said about the boys and girls who drive classic cars though.
I get to see quite a lot of great modern cars where I live, Ferraris Lambos Bugattis and what have you, yet I still have to see one likeable person in them.
Classic cars though, you'd have to be a masochist to drive one in town. The guys and gals in them though, they're almost always nice. Especially when you're willing to give a helping hand...