Yes, and in his autobiography he referred to the grille as looking like a bad set of teeth.

I ain't even got a garage! You can call home and ask my wife!

I know a story like that - an elderly (about 75) friend of mine won one in 1989 in a contest sponsored by the company from where he bought monogrammed advertising pencils for his little print shop. It was a nice treat for him and his wife - their daily drivers at the time were a worn-out '70 Monte Carlo and a very…

How did they dig up that '57 Thunderbird? Surprising to see one in Iran.

This specific car. Sometimes an item about an unusual find will get promoted to the main page; worth a shot. It'll get noticed more there than here. In the meantime keep after that owner - worst he can do is say no. Good luck!

Yes - it might be worth doing a story about it.

That's a shame; looks like the original CA blue plate too.

Back in 1993 NBC produced what was called its "most expensive pilot ever" - for a campy 1930s Hollywood series about a diva actress titled Gloria Vane. Not sure what it cost but it never aired. Here's my connection: I was out in WeHo with a friend and we met Joe Keenan, the screenwriter, and a friend of his. They…

While you're at it, throw in American Drive-In which was made by the same folks and even has the little guy from HRZ watching himself in the movie onscreen.

You had me at The Oscar.

A Dirty Shame.

Not on Netflix but on YouTube: The Taking of Beverly Hills. With most of Rodeo Drive recreated in plywood and plaster on an army marching ground in Mexico City and fiberglass shells of luxury cars being blown up, it's a good crummy low-budget Die Hard ripoff with Die Hard's Robert Davi as the slimy villain, Ken Wahl…

The New Zealanders beat him to it; check out this P-40 (using blanks) from a year earlier. It's been the hit of the airshows down there:

Another great example of juxtaposition:

"There's a slow-pokin' cat, I'm gonna pass him on the right - "

If I'm going to watch a Roller blown up, I want to see it go down fighting:

They were doing all right at that point (just checked GNRontour.com and it was either December 26 or 27, 1987 at Perkins Palace in Pasadena). I wasn't late, either.