This iconic assemblage of rusting metal on wheels sits undisturbed in its spot on Lake Park Avenue except on street cleaning days when its owner (Hi R!) manages to get it to cough up just enough juice to move it to the other side.
This iconic assemblage of rusting metal on wheels sits undisturbed in its spot on Lake Park Avenue except on street cleaning days when its owner (Hi R!) manages to get it to cough up just enough juice to move it to the other side.
That "blinking light" scheme sounds -- well -- blinking weird!
ReplyDeleteAt times like these I'm glad I no longer own a car.
I absolutely love it ! Then, your words on caption are simply touching. Great !
ReplyDeletegreat picture
ReplyDeleteSome Australians including me, would sell their mothers to own a 57 Bel-Air,
ReplyDeleteThis car epitomizes the pinnacle in civilized motor car design.
But what of the 57 Plymouth Belvidere? may I ask.