No one can be entirely accurate when trying to plot where a market is headed; extrapolating something as the market for collectibles of any sort can be a tricky business. That’s why people are paid the proverbial big bucks, as commodities brokers; but even they guess wrong.

As we’ve seen with the housing market, even those thought of as the best in that regard, sometimes have cloudy crystal balls. No one – and that includes any name you can think of who appears as color commentators on the SPEED Channel during the Barret-Jackson orgy of automotive hedonism – can see exactly what’s coming in the next year or two for collectible vehicles. We all just take our best guess, based on what we’ve seen in our lifetimes.

Ultimately, it comes down to what Oscar Wilde once defined a cynic as, that being “a man who knows the cost of everything and the value of nothing.”

Auto enthusiasts are always going to see value in machines that the average person might ask, “What’s the big deal?”

So if I’m guilty of anything, it is just being too much of an auto enthusiast. If that’s the worst someone can tag with me, I’m good to go with St. Peter.