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[IMG] [ATTACH] Same car, found on an Aussie T-bucket group on Facebook.
Patsy Cline.
Lorelei Rock along the River Rhine in Germany.
In my home town, it was extra fun for the local hot rodders. They were the main source of speed equipment.
Same day. Like he was following her. [IMG]
[[IMG] Any info on the V8 Corvair?
They make it sound so much fun!
'57 front end. 55/56 front end had parking lights just below the headlights. The grill surround is wider on th '57.
That's the drag boat canal at Fremont, I believe.
Candlestick Park, San Francisco, around 1960, the year it opened.
Yep. Not from when the original picture was taken, but when the copy was made off the print.
No wonder she's in tears.Judging from the hubcaps and non-original steering wheel, I'd say that T-bird was some guy's pride and joy.
Timeless.
Ouch. That is so painful!
I know what you mean. One pic I saw showed a Willys gasser at the Oakland Roadster Show that had my uncle's auto supply logo on it. In a pic at...
I had quiet mufflers on my '55, so it was REALLY a sleeper. I used to love seeing Corvette and GTO drivers' jaws drop when I left them in the...
That's my old '55 T-Bird that was my first car. I stuffed a 390 into when I was 18.
Guess which kid actually built his own rig.
Always have liked the clean lines of the '55 the best.
Laguna Seca?
[ATTACH] From HEMIDAV's post, brings to mind the image below, the subject of a PS discussion a while back. [ATTACH]
Kodachrome, I'll bet. Nothing like in its day.
Just be sure Keith Moon doesn't get in the driver's seat! [ATTACH]
Amelia Earhart?
Interesting to me how color choices for cars have changed. If that picture was taken today, the parking lot would be full of black, grey, white...
In the 70's I borrowed my brother's '55 post with a 250HP 327 while my car was in the body shop. It was summer in Sacramento, 100 degrees, and the...
Latest word seems to be that he's still alive, in hospice.
Agreed! George had great chops, but Sam had more style sense, IMO.
I love this pic. Coulda been me, age 12, at my first Oakland Roadster Show.
None other, with that, uh thing, sticking up in the background.
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