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"She took my breath away...I still don't know if I've recovered..."
Spoken like a true classic car collector.
It's said you don't collect classic cars with your head.
You collect them with your heart.
How else can you explain a 1934 Pierce-Arrow Salon Twelve that originally sold for $3,395, going for more than $2 million?
Maybe it's that classic cars were built to a standard, instead of the bottom line.
Heinz, Pierce and Munschauer were initially known for iceboxes and yes, birdcages.
In 1872, Pierce, having other ideas, eliminated Heinz and Munschaurer (legally) to form the George N. Pierce Company, which made bicycles and a two-cylinder car called the Arrow.
In 1909, being no fool, he changed the company name to the Pierce-Arrow Motor Car Co.
The company later merged with Studebaker and introduced the 12-cylinder car, which broke 14 international records.
As the story goes, in the final hour of a 24-hour race, at 125 mph., the driver, Ab Jenkins, took out a razor and exited the car clean-shaven.
A group of businessmen from Buffalo purchased Pierce-Arrow and in a glorious last gasp, the newly streamlined 1934 Pierce-Arrow Salon Twelve was born.
Before you go out and spend a bushel of money, it might be wise to know what a classic car is (or should be).
The Classic Car Club of America has made it easy, publishing a list of the cars it has approved as "classics."
All Cadillacs from 1925-35 make the list.
So do Duesenbergs from 1921.
But the one-off 1937 Oldsmobile Salon Toure didn't make the cut.
No cars later than 1948 made the list.
The Milestone Car Society is less stringent, sanctioning cars made from 1945-72.
Then again, your own car may be a classic to you, which is fine too.
It's not always big money that makes a car a classic. A Sunbeam Tiger is a classic, a true Brit...
-Bert
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My car is a classic car.
It is a classic car because it is paid for.
And has been from the start.
I named my car "Classic". Now I have a classic car. (Originally it may have been called Jeeves, as in, Jeeves, the car)
the smell of the limes
on the tips of my fingerssqueezed into the vodkathe juice to us geezersit helps us to sleepwe wont have to weepfor the cars we held hands inwith the loves of our youthleather and chromemixed with polish and flowersmoments of blissthat lasted for hoursdrive in movies ,burgers and shakesjust a whiff of the past is all that it takes
the smell of the limes
on the tips of my fingers squeezed into the vodka the juice to us geezers it helps us to sleep we wont have to weep for the cars we held hands in with the loves of our youth leather and chrome mixed with polish and flowers moments of bliss that lasted for hours drive in movies ,burgers and shakes just a whiff of the past is all that it takes
scroot! tried formating in explorer, just some free verse...dint work
the smell of the limes
on the tips of my fingers
squeezed into the vodka
the juice to us geezers
it helps us to sleep
we wont have to weep
for the cars we held hands in
with the loves of our youth
leather and chrome
mixed with polish and flowers
moments of bliss
that lasted for hours
drive in movies ,burgers and shakes
just a whiff of the past is all that it takes
10 acity!
Well done, RY!
My heart always skips a beat when I see a classic car coming down the road. We have different breeds of them this side of the pond.
We had the use of an ancient St.John's Ambulance, affectionately known as Matilda as she had an an incurable ailment of the suspension which caused her to 'waltz' at any speed over 25mph. It was a big thrill for us kids to be saluted, all lights and sirens blazing, by a shiny brand new St.John's Ambulance.
On my bucket list:
Hire a classic car and be driven through the villages in the Cotswolds, all the while sipping fine wine.
Can I come with you, lotlot~ that sounds fun. The weather must be perfect and the chauffeur young, polite, handsome and attentive to our every whim.
Morning all! Really nice poem RY............................
My husband loves classic cars & one day I decided to take a bunch of his magazines to the library for their sale. A few days later he came home & said, "Look what I bought at the library today." It was a Ferrari book that I had accidentally given to the library. I am more careful now.
Stuffed, baked mushrooms would make a lovely appetizer for a classic car show.............................good day..............................
Zoom zoom it's a Ferlinghetti kind of day rolling down Route 66-
"Driving a cardboard automobile without a license
at the turn of the century
my father ran into my mother
on a fun-ride at Coney Island
having spied each other eating
in a French boardinghouse nearby
And having decided right there and then
that she was right for him entirely
he followed her into
the playland of that evening
where the headlong meeting
of their ephemeral flesh on wheels
hurtled them forever together
And I now in the back seat
of their eternity
reaching out to embrace them"
CLASSICAL GAS-My Orange Fiat Spyder convertible with the 8 track blasting letting my freak flag fly.
Classic Automobiles become such because of their Attributes, primarily ... Classic Design, evidenced in the Sheet Metal ... therefore, a definite ability to discern one Marque from another exists, making a yeoman appreciator appear to be a seasoned, dedicated Aficionado ....... Not so with Jap Crap or the modern day offerings of American Automobile Manufacturing that seem to be copying the Japs in the Name of Efficiency, and never accomplishiing it in their efforts ... The irony of our copying the Japs is laughable indeed .......
Rather than spending Sixty-five Thousand Dollars for a New American Luxury Car ... or one of those, "Cross-Over Crates" ... I can easily Re-Manufacture any of the Grand Marques of the past, taking it up to 2025 Specs, with the most Up-to-Date Materials and Equipment, and all with purposeful intent, optimizing all aspects in Safety, Durability, Comfort, Performance and Dependability ... The Motto of our little Shop says ....... To Speed Well, All Must Be Flawlessly Superb ... Therefore, We Are in Obsessive Pursuit of Flawlessness, Because No One Should Ever Have to Choose Between Dream and Dependability ... One of the Major Marques paraphrased that statement over twenty-five years ago(We have been using it since 1971) and I thought to sue them for Theft of Intellectual Property ... but there were few Lawyers, outside of the Entertainment Business, who understood the Concept ... so I chalked it up to immitation's being the sincerest for of flattery and went back to the tobacco , doing what I have described, for about half of a New Car Cost, and giving people exactly what they want, and Guaranteeing that if they will drive the Car like a civilized human being, and do regular maintenance as described for them, it will give them optimum performance for a million miles, and provide Economy that one would never expect ... The Major Marques could do it, but they won't ... They'll stick to Planned Obsolescence because the '55/'56 Cadillacs made them realize that if they continued to build Cars to Last ... they'd sell fewer and fewer New ones ... "Cheap & Cheesey" produces greater Sales Figures, no matter what the item might be ... Nothing Lasts anymore, and all things must be replaced numerous times, at almost predictable intervals ...
In my personal opinion, the ONLY American Marque, that is still doing it Right, is Buick ... And I wish they'd bring back the Nailhead V8 ... with a Conventional Drive Train .......
Ivan~ How nice to see you!
Me too Ivan
A genetically inherited trait I got from my dear old Dad. We've stomped many a mile through car shows both big and small, a few junkyards too. Those are cherished years for me.
By the way, I successfully repaired my daughters car. It was a booger, but I got her back on the road even after numerous mechanic buddies said "oh man, I hate fixing those cars" and one said "there's a price to fix a car and a price equally proportionate to how much WE DON'T want to fix it, and that car falls into category number 2".
$1200.00 to change a waterpump is exorbitant, until you learn that UT inside the engine with a four foot timing chain wrapped around it. Trust me, this car is not a classic. It's transportation.
It's not always big money that makes a car a classic. A Sunbeam Tiger is a classic, a true British sports car no bigger than a MG yet powered by a tiny yet perfectly-balanced V-8. Or a Jaguar, any open car with 2 seats but preferably the 120 series. Then we have the early Chevrolet Corvettes, six cylinder or small 8 cylinder engines, and only stick shifts. For a daily driver I just love my Mazda Miata, the limited edition with the turbocharger right from the factory. I say this now, prior to seeing the bill from the restoration shop.....lol. For the ladies, I am partial to the Volkswagen New Beetle convertible, from the rather recent issue which made available retro colors "mellow yellow" and "Aquarius blue"..... automatic transmissions & leather interiors for those damsels that insist on being pampered with creature comforts. >>> I think I need to remember that Jalopkin knows cars inside out, and perhaps I will have the self-discipline to get my next project car evaluated BEFORE money changes hands.....
more on the honor rollSoon this will all be moot, when looking at the sticker on the window of a new car there will be the advice : batteries not included
and my old favorite VW bug accessory = the giant wind-up key
My parents are members of the Veteran Motor Car Club of America, Cache Valley Chapter...VMCCACVC for shorter..."car club" for shortest. Dad has 6 vintage cars (including one "kit car" he built himself in the 70s, a total death trap) at his home and my brother has added 1 and a half karmann ghias that lay dormant under a tarp.
Around here anything older than about 1980 is called a classic. I guess "classic" is a bit like art, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But whatever you call them (classic, vintage, veteran, old) I love them.
My father's oldest working car is a 1914 Jeffrey Touring, uh well it would be working if we could finally get the wheel and tire that were damaged last year fixed. My nieces and nephews all love the 1951 willys jeep and nice weather means Sunday evenings are set aside for jeep rides around the block. These cars will run forever if you take care of them...and can find parts, which isn't easy.
Anytime I think of classic cars I think of the song by the Playmates called The Little Nash Rambler:
While riding in my Cadillac, what to my surprise,
A little Nash Rambler was following me, about one-third my size.
The guy must have wanted to pass me out
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep).
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
I pushed my foot down to the floor to give the guy the shake,
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind, he still had
on his brake.
He must have thought his car had more guts,
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep).
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
My car went in to passing gear and we took off with gust,
And soon we were doing ninety, must have left him in the dust.
When I peeked in the mirror of my car, I couldn't believe my eyes.
The little Nash Rambler was right behind, you'd think that
guy could fly.
Now we're doing a hundred and ten, it certainly was a race,
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy would be a big disgrace.
The guy must have wanted to pass me out as he kept on tooting his horn.
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
Now we're doing a hundred and twenty, as fast as I could go.
The Rambler pulled alongside of me as if we were going slow.
The fellow rolled his window down and yelled for me to hear:
"Hey, buddy, how can I get this car out of second gear?"
Oh and air conditioning is for whimps.
If I ever manage to bee 100% free and have my retirement built up enough to save for other things, the first thing I'm saving for is a classic pickup truck. I want a 1930s pickup with the wooden slats in the bed box. Paint her a nice glossy black, have a friend of mine do a 40's style pinup on the tailgate saluting the American flag and have him paint the truck's name under the driver's side door handle "Black Betty". Yep, that's me, anytime in the next 30 or 40 years. *sigh*
I've loved classic and colllectible ccars all my life. The first I ever saw that I later realized fit the name was a 1948 Lincoln Continental. The latest model I have owned (and loved) was a 1963 Buick Riviera, black with silver (yes, silver...not grey...SILVER) leather interior. Ummy speaks truth. We treked through miles of car shows and junk yards over the years and still would if we were able. Still tour Hemmings Motor News monthly. As a youth my grandfather would bring his old Mechanics Illustrated which I read and digested every word, line, syllable, symbol written, printed, indented, etched, engraved or embossed on every page. I really love cars of the mid-to-late thirties thru 1953 except for the black 1963 Buick Riviera with silver, that's right SILVER leather interior harvested from the tender parts of a virgin water buffalo...kinda rare!
MMMMMM straight 8's, dynaflow,ventiports (did you know the orin of the ventiport was to simulate an air fighter? and they had flashing lights,sync'd with the sparkplugs, and the hood ornament was a mock bomb/gunsight? yup!)
All the Comments, from each and every one of you, makes my chest swell with Pride, just knowing that Real and Decent Values still exist in this Country ... NOT because of anything I have said, but because of the Intelligent Recognition of High Quality in Moments of History that you all display, so very well .......
You are All Blessed !!!
RY, dad's got a 1949 Buick Dynaflow, the thing is indestructible and oh so comfortable to ride in.
Here's the only picture I can find at the moment of the buick, ignore the SOB ex-husband in the photo please.
[IMG]http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b299/nachista/186.jpg[/IMG]
Working on a poem about crankshafts, piston rings, tappitis and feeler guages, sparkplugs, dipsticks - anybody have words to contribute?
I'm not really mechanical but I'm an expert on dipsticks.
This week end is the Ocean Ciy Car Show. Everything from classics to street machines.
You can go sit on the side of the Ocean Highway and watch them all drive up and down the road from the inlet to the Delaware state line. There are also many parking lots along the road to stop and inspect the cars and talk to the proud owners.
cadillac cadillac, long and dark, shiny and black, open up your engines let 'em roar tearin' up the highway like a big ol' dinosaur
I do not know anything about cars, classic or otherwise, but I sure wish I had my 1967 silver Mustang convertible back.
Korthal, we have a great classic car show here called The Cruise-In, every year on the weekend closest to July 4th. Collectors and restorers from around the country come and display their babies at the county fairgrounds, on Saturday evening they "cruise main" and there are sanctioned drag races on main street during the parade on certain blocks.
Each year the organization that runs the show buys and customizes a different vintage vehicle and raffle it off. I enter on the years that I like the raffle car, last year I didn't because it was so chopped and modified it looked ugly to me. Probably not going to bother entering this year either...
http://www.cachevalleycruisein.net/index.php/giveaway-car/
CD, my mom is in the same boat, she still wishes my dad hadn't sold her 1955 Chev Bel Air coup...I wish he hadn't as well. He meant well, when they got married it was over 19 years old (still in good shape though). When my oldest sister was born dad wanted to be generous and surprise mom with a new family car. The only problem was that dad refused to buy on credit and he was a little short on the cash price...so he sold her Bel Air to make up the difference.
Nachista~Your Dad still has a 1949 Buick? Great cars. Dipsticks, eh? Funny!
George, he sure does, it is a three on the tree and one of the smoothest riding cars I've driven.
I visit the Cord Dusenberg Museum in Auburn on my rambling through the Mid-West every year. To me it has the finest collection of Classics in America. I plan to visit the Cussler Museum in Colorado soon. Clive Cussler's use of classics in his adventure novels makes for great reading. Got my eye on a red Jag convertible now. Am I ready for the quirkiness? Been down that road. But the interior smell itself is as alluring as Mata Hari. I hope I am a Classic. Alas all the pretty girls now call me sir and ask me how things were.
Another beautiful Spring afternoon. Time to goof off, procrastination is never a vice when car-chasing. Have a tip regarding a circa 1949 Cadillac or Buick sedanette (they share a retro fastback teardrop design, quite appealing to those of us who also appreciate art deco & streamlining) with a disinterested owner. Time waits for no man, looking for the bottle of premium cognac, it's not illegal or unethical to lubricate the wheels of commerce, metaphorically speaking.....
http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=Classic+Car+Pic&FORM=IQFRDR#x0y0
I always wanted a Mustang in the 60's. ( Never had one...Just sold my 12 yr. old Corolla last week.)
Had a '71 VW Bug that all of my second husband's 4 children and my two learned to drive in....daughter even installed a radio in it herself while in high school. Finally sold it to a VW collector.
American motors' planned obsolescence that made folks buy a new car every 3-4 yrs. was the death of the American auto industry when people woke up and realized that a Toyota or Honda would run forever. Now, the American auto makers are trying to catch up. I'd give Ford some credit for not taking a bailout, but GM not. However, my guy's '99 Silverado with 223,000 mi is holding up ok, but has a new engine, etc., so not original. No money to be car collectors here.
We will vicariously enjoy your and Leno's tales of collections.
OK, Paolos, Park4, Tommy T, Stoney...George Hall is referring to the same Black 1963 Riviera with the Silver (yes silver) one time spaceship and full time car described in "The Train Ride."
I am working on a 1970 GTO convertible.
MISS NACHISTA: Never EVER let it out of your sight !!! If it ever blows up or catches fire, save the Straight-Eight Engine ... They can be rebuilt easily, and will run forever !!!
BERT: You ought to grab that Iron up before it gets away from you ... It will still be running when all this new Computerized crap is finally choked to death by all this Ralph Nader Plumbing that has been added since '64 .......
I have never understood how the Greenie-Weenies and other Drip-Nose Doo-Gooders think we can pollute less by burning twice as much Gas .......
Gaskets, grease nipples, brake bleeding, the slippping clutch .... there must be more. Car speeak is funny.
O yeah .... horn.
Does anyone else listen to Car Talk on NPR on the weekends? One of my favorite radio programs.
Here's the refurb interior of the 1914 Jeffrey
http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b299/nachista/Cars/?action=view¤t=16.jpg
When it came to us it was in sad shape and the starting crank was missing. Dad figured out how to rig it to be a complete electric start and installed 2 batteries under the driver side seat
http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b299/nachista/Cars/?action=view¤t=batteries.jpg
Before the batteries we would have to push it to get it started. We're all really happy with the batteries.
Push start! Do you remember the hole at the front of the car for the crank handle?
Nice pics, nachista.
Ooops! Manners! Nobody said hello wreckin'ball. Better late than never.
Hazel the hole is still there, we just can't find the right crank to fit it, not that I want to after I watched gentleman at a car show try to crank one of his vehicle and the crank bucked and broke his arm. I'm kind of glad starting our cars is no longer a full contact sport.
Cute baby too.
Thanks that's my nephew CJ, he LOVES trying to steer the cars, but he is terrified of riding in any of the open cars.
Mario Andretti ...I can Snow Ski faster than Mario Andretti!!! The movie set for Promise Land has been an exciting time for me...and the making of the movie even more exciting,,,but I miss the village and will be on the set again tomorrow....and but after the film adventure is over...it's back to Beekeeping Lecture circuit..and have scheduled two state presentations...and looking forward to gardening on the Allegheny River on Saturday at our community garden...Thank goodness for wild cars and sunny days with wind blowing your hair all about and around....into a Beehive...do......Have fun today and the rest of the week....
I love Cartalk!
Mooseloop, fella down the street has a '66 Mustang. Enjoy watching it come and go.
I have a toy Mustang. Same model. Same Color. Blue.
Maybe someday I will get the real thing.
Someday.
Maybe.
Umm- that is your literary pony! To be read with "classic" Marshall Tucker. Love those songs 'bout freight trains. Classic car and Classic American combined in Michael Murphey's Geronimo's Cadillac. Jesus tells me I believe its true
The red man is in the sunset too
Took all his land, now they won't give it back
And they sent Geronimo a Cadillac
Classic Political Move.
Having a KoKo Brown Ale and double Pepperoni Pizza. Why the hell not?
I'm going for a c note. My friend Dean sez No Marshall Tucker on the Juke Box. No long term boozin and musin
C'mon Seapansie freestyle yo petunia off let it roll...
There is something dangerously stimulating traveling at speeds in excess of 100 mph illegal stupid but knowing there is even more power in reserve...two friends who were both dying from cancer drove a Corvette on an empty road and let it rip shaking their fists and primal screaming on behalf of life. Carpe Momentum!
Car Talk is talk radio's finest hour.
I can't believe y'all let him get away with it. How does one know that it was a virgin water buffalo?
It's a long, long way to a C
note Mr. Typical.
Just what is virgin water any who?
I must admit "Click and Clack" are quite funny.
Miss MooseL ~ My brother's second car was a 64 1/2 Mustang 3 speed convertible. Yes it was a classic, red with a white top.
CHEF DEB ~ after reading yesterday's limo roof blitz adventure, I got to thinking that you and Ummgawa should cowrite a book...I wouldn't dare suggest a title for it but something like Car Stalk could be a good fit.
who was that Lady that had her scarf wind around the tire while being driven in an open roadster? Something Dunkin?
My mother often told a story about snow skiing behind her father's Duesenberg from Mt. Storm Park in Cincinnati down Lafayette via Clifton Avenue to Spring Grove. She told it often enough that it must have been true.
A tragic story, and when I saw it on a big screen (it may have even been at a drive in movie)it was larger than life. Remember outdoor movies in an open car on a warm night with pop corn and starlight, and a warm hand in yours, possibly a sweater,or car blanket(remember those?)over your laps to fend the evening chill? Or were you the result of one of those nights, that led to a romance and family.....
Paolos~ skitching an old Chicago sport as well...when cars had real bumpers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmmWJBwxvz0 ;
RoadY ~ a warm hand in possibly a sweater...I remember those nights.
here is a little flash back (movie flash back music and wobbly lines) it is what we were about, about 3 years ago
http://www.petermanseye.com/curiosities/news/685-conspiracy
In the day, My Majorette troupe earned 50 cents for washing front car windows at the local yocal Comet Drive In...with it packed; we had fun...washing windows.... and we got to stay for a free movie....used the paper cola cups for collecting the change...it sure was fun..to see ....social and meet up with friends.....good reason to get out of the house...
SP ~ I'd bet you coulda earned a buck fifty if you had worn bikinis. Now those were classics that would show off a set of headlights.
I remember those nites....the quote under my senior year picture 1978 was: Barefoot Girl sitting on a hood of a Dodge drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain.even though I never drank if at all rarely...more the studious and out going but would not miss a dance at the Pin Ball Wizard..or a skating nite...of fun.....I silked screened the cover of Bruce Springsteen on a favorite T-shirt...at ASU I bought a guitar around the time he came to play at Gammage Hall....did not have the money to go see him....so I just played the vinyl record...in my dorm room at Manzinita Hall aka "Cherry Hilton"; ok the nite clubs Dooleys was a big favorite of all nite out fun...too with a great group of wild smart friends..
When I saw the car... I knew today was Ivan's stage...and you did not disapoint.
My Texan pal Kinky's new book with Billy Bob Thornton is out. The Billy Bob Tapes. “As a writer, Billy Bob puts Tennessee Williams in the back seat.” Robert Duvall
TT ~ I've got an Earl Scruggs and friends CD with Billy Bob doing a rendering of June Carter Cash's Ring of Fire...another true classic. Until I heard it with my own ears I never would have bet that the man could belt out a tune. He sounds a bit like a countrified Barry White, at least on that
number.
P-A miss is as good as a mile. Often told I look like 10 miles of bad road I guess I'll settle for a mile this time. Often while musing the bar closes and there I sit, the guy with the funny look on his face.
Wreckin' Ball, Welcome. You're not aimed at a historic building are you?
Paolos a stunning bikini can showoff a womens volumptuous assets. The bikini was invented to save fabric during wartime...and for good reason...I have a huge bikini collection and saved every purple bikini that I ever bought....besides the red Lifeguard spandex suits.....my bikinis could be made into a shower curtain or something..so much for the shoe-strings....I hope I can buy a topless Sportscar soon....the breeze on the way home in a T-Bird from Pennsylvania farmlands from the movie set in Avonmore....was a nice finish for the day accentuated by peachpink sunset...my leadership breakfast buffet tomorrow then another movie block on set...action....rolling.....oops rolling....action...reset...good nite.... ;)
I forgot where I parked my paddleboard. They all look the same in the parking lot. As Big Daddy Roth said of his Classic Rides-
"Cars is like women....If ya aint married to em dont touch em ! "
As a boy I used to see the original Batmobile and imagine myself getting some rubber as I screech out of the batcave. A classic exit.
Sitting in the Tatra with my mentor Otto at Lane's Museum. Imagining him in a similar one in Vienna before his world changed when the Nazis came.
My BRG Range Rover with the picnic basket full of wine and cheeses in back along with my rowdy Old English Sheepdog, Baxter and my gal in that flowing sundress that stole my heart. Classic on so many fronts.
Ok. Uncle
In the eighties, I connected a guy whom I had overheard years earlier in a coffee shop talking about his dream '49 Chrysler Town & County convertible with a seller five hundred miles away.
Never hear anything back from him but the seller sent a thank you card with all the details.
Sadly, the buyer made up fantastic under the haystack, ignorant seller, cheap price story that took the fun out of it. Why?
Wreckin' Ball ~
Story of me life.
George & Ummgawa ~
I did tumble to the Buick reference and… laughed.
Tommy Typical ~
Re: 11:34 PM, so do you.
House Guest is the owner of a magnificent forty-something dark green 4x4 Dodge woody that I have called a wagon.
The title calls it a truck.
He won it on a bet and enjoys flushing out the rubber floor with the garden hose in our driveway.
He carries a lot of dogs around and eats M&Ms and French fries or tries to.
Nachista...Click and Clack
ROADYACHT:
Isadora Dunkin.
ISADORA DUNCAN ... Star of the Stage, and The Flame of the Week of Etore Bugatti ...
Her White Scarf got tangled in the Giant Sprocket that operated the Chain Drive of that Model 27 Bugatti, and it pull'd her body out of the Car, simultaneously breaking her neck ...
RIP Isadora .......
It was her Cousin Malificent who opened the Donut Shop .......
Ivan, you just gave me my first laugh of the day.
Ivan, you're brilliant and funny. Aren't we lucky you're also here.
I..............
have..................
always..............
lusted....................
for........................
an International..............................aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh...............
and a late 60's, early 70's Ford Bronco............................that takes some frat boy money honey!
That's one way to hit the C note.
You've done Tommy proud Miss Bebe.