The little redneck town that we live near had a small town jim jam this past weekend. I forced the old man to head down to the car show so I could drool at a whole parking lot full of impractical, gas guzzling dinosaurs. I'm not 'into' cars, nor am I a mechanic, but whenever I see an old clunker with character I can't help but to swoon a little bit.
I must say that a lot of these car owners were kind of odd though, and not always in a good way. A few of the cars had these faux stuffed toddlers hiding in the bumper of the car waiting for a game of hide and seek...or perhaps they were waiting to get run over. Regardless, they are ridiculous and creep me right out. They should be banned from all craft circles immediately.
As much as I like an old boat, I think I would prefer to drive an old truck any day. I mean, you can't help but to be the coolest dirt bag in town driving a truck like this.
This pink beauty would be SO embarrassing to get into a car accident in, no? Imagine trying to look awesome in this beast and hitting a pothole at 100km/h and flipping it into a ditch. Then, the jaws of life would have to come and pry you out while you're all dolled up in some mid century number and you'd be on the cover of the local paper "Retro Girl in Vintage Car Narrowly Escapes Death". I dunno, I'd be so scared at every turn driving this. This car comes with high expectations of perfection that I don't think I could ever live up to.
This is why I should stick to driving a truck, that way if I crash or manage to back it into a post in front of a crowd they'd just say, "Man, that chick is so hardcore. She just drives like a bat out of hell in that thing. She's awesome."
Finally...I saw this little yellow car and envisioned myself driving it as a 75 year old eccentric on the open road. I'd have flaming red hair, HUGE glasses the size of 3 of my heads and my eyebrows would be shaved off and then drawn back on.