michaelksmith
Wagonboy
michaelksmith

I feel your pain! La Jolla, CA 1984. Cruising along in my ’69 Mustang convertible with a 6 month old paint job on a beautiful day, top down, hair still on my head and then BOOM. A ditz in a Toyota Tercel turns left in front of me to enter a parking lot. I hit the brakes with little time to make any difference and

I had the top slashed on my ’69 Mustang GT convertible and the original AM radio ripped out. It looked like a grizzly bear performed the task. If it was anyone who wanted an original 1969 Ford AM radio they were A: stupid, or B: maintaining a crack habit.

The disgrace of a nation that there is no holiday to celebrate and honor the brilliance of remote controlled side view mirrors.

Didn’t find the LFA, but she did find her CFM pumps.

The man seems to have the finances, the knowledge and the moxie to do whatever it takes to keep his Lamborghini from suffering the all-too-familiar scourge of self emolation.

I’m always alarmed at the casual pace firefighters take after they’ve sped like demons to get to a fire. When they jump off the truck it’s like they’re all in Costco pushing a cart and sampling cheesy-weenies. If it was their property they would have the hoses out and water on before the truck stops.

That thing must haul ass.

Bring me up to speed on “qualming”, I’m only 56.

One of the cars died... wouldn’t start?!

Big whoop. That looks like the work my 3 series wagon does on the 5 freeway through Los Angeles.

Imagine trying get one of those out of your hair.

Great build, the platform/design will hold up to time’s passing tastes and fads. But $25k today for a very narrow niche of buyers is too much. There are so many other options in that price range that move this car further and further down the list.

That run to the lumber store would provide some marvelous jousting action on the way home.

“...speed was not a factor.”

I’ll bet Mr. Shelby cried and swallowed a bit of his own vomit when he sat in the finished product prior to its launch. This is a well preserved shrine of a horrible era in the US automotive industry.

True. Especially in recent generations growing up with padded play grounds, a helmet for Timmy before the trike ride and the banning of dodge ball....

Darwin loves an idiot.

Please tell me there was an Intrigue Limited edition. I admire a car company that truthfully tags their cars as Limited.

You don’t fly much, huh.