Showing posts with label Cadillac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cadillac. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

What I Saw Today: A Tin Can Tourist

There are times when this olelongrooffan is out and about checking out some of the “went here and saw that” kind of stuff that I have historically seemed to find on a pretty regular basis.

And sometimes some of that stuff is cooler than others. The other year I had one of those “cooler than others” kind of days. Well at least I think so. It’s possible some of you Counters may agree.


Yeah, I had just grabbed an elcheapo burger from that place named after Dave’s grand daughter and headed down to a place in the shade to scarf that burger down with an equally as cheap diet Coke when I spotted this “Tin Can Tourist” nonchalantly parked under yet another portecachere at a local overnite establishment.


Of course that burger and sodie pop were immediately set aside as I knew that the opportunity to capture these images may not survive my eating frenzy and this olelongrooffan decided to grab these images while the gettin’ was good.


When I first stumbled upon this caravan, my first thought was of Bus_Plunge and his PrvtRN and their equally as shiny Airstream and near vintage BigBlueBurban. However, I soon realized this was no simple Airstream. No, it was much more rare than that.

Yeah, latched onto the ass end of the 36 Caddy Fleetwood was a Spartan Manor. TheGentleman Farmer and my Mom had a similar vintage Spartan out on their property in Halltown, MO, just off Route 66 for a period of time and it was as cool as this one. That one, however, was as big as Lucy and Desi Arnez’s Long Long Trailer, not nearly as nimble as this wide white wall Coker shoe wearing beauty.


This one had porthole windows in the doors, one on each side by the way, along with the square and rectangular windows showcasing the work of the tradesmen (and women?) who constructed this Manor back in the day.Those folks, back in the day, down in nearby Tulsa, Oklahoma were proud enough of this beauty to tag it with their hometown and product name right on the ass end for every one of we Counters to see to this day. Yeah, no faded decal for these folks.

And while this rig hails from Colorado, someone, somewhere, thinks a lot of the Corpus Christi area enough to mention the port and its profit along with that personalized tag on the tow vehicle.


“I coulda had a V8.” This olelongrooffan is sure this question has been asked before but is “Fleetwood” one of the longer running name plates? And why doesn’t Cadillac have one in its stable today? This olelongrooffan would suspect that even the millennials swilling coffee at the marketing headquarters of Cadillac in NYC would recognize that nameplate. But then what the hell does this olelongrooffan know? I just know that Fleetwood has a lot more history to me than does, what is it these days? CT6? or whatever.

But I do have this to say about that. I never knew the AACA was founded in 1935, a year prior to the birth of this classic Fleetwood.


And while I peeked through the front windows of this classic tin can and spotted the very same burled maple wood paneling that adorned Mom and Pop’s Spartan, I just didn’t feel comfortable taking an image of that paneling. It is someone’s home away from home.


But this olelongrooffan did enjoy seeing this cool ass hood ornament.

It was a cool sighting and I hope those of you Counting Along With this olelongrooffanenjoyed seeing it as much as I did. 

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Cadillac? Retro?

First off let this olelongrooffan wish all of those Counting Along With Me a Happy and Prosperous 2011.  I spent the week between Christmas and New Year's  in Fantasyland visiting with friends and family down that way.  I also got treated to lunch by the author of Tamerlane's Thoughts, a blog I follow daily.  It was a great trip but I am glad to be home.

Anyway, last month   during the Turkey Rod Run over Thanksgiving weekend I captured an image of this highly modified Cadillac Sedanette of early to mid 50's vintage.
One thing I have always liked about this design Cadillac was the mini fins and tail lights on the rear of it.  I think it is much more subdued than those in later years.

Well, anyway, when I was down in Fantasyland, I saw a bunch of high end cars and got a glimpse of the rear end of the 2011 Cadillac Sportwagon.
This olelongrooffan was delighted to see the treatment of the rear tail lights on this one echoing the look of the early 50's Sedanette.  I guess there is a sense of history over in the Cadillac Design Studios.

And it is finding cool, obscure sh*t like this that really allows this olelongrooffan a way to

Celebrate Life.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

What I Saw Today

So, earlier today this olelongrooffan forgot to get some petrol for The Indian while I was over on the mainland. As gas prices tend to be 5-10 cents less per gallon over there vs beachside, I usually try to remember to have a pit stop while on the mainland.

Well, since The Indian's fuel gauge did something it has not done since it has been owned by this olelongrooffan, that is emit a red light indicating super low fuel, I decided to hit the Kangaroo Stop n Rob that is located next door to my favorite parts friends at the corner of Main Street and Riverside Drive down there in Daytona Beach.

As this olelongrooffan was heading east over the Main Street drawbridge often frequented by my olestationbus that virgin, to me, light appeared, I looked off in the distance a spotted What I Saw Today off in the distance turning north on Riverside and then pulling into the same Kangaroo that The Indian so desperately needed.

When I arrived, the owner was nowhere to be found and this olelongrooffan headed into that store to get me some $20 worth of go-juice. After I had exited that establishment, this tattoo bearing, flat bill ballcap wearing dude, toting a quart of cheap, Beachside Auto Parts oil, came around the rear of a parked out front car and the Kangaroo dude washing the windows started chatting it up with him about his ride.
I listened for a bit then went out to get The Indian and this olelongrooffan the vital fluids necessary to Hoon it around for a tad bit longer. As the machine attached to the other end of that hose was pumping that fluid into The Indian, this olelongrooffan was listening to the flat brimmed hat dude chatting it up with the Kangaroo dude about his classic old ride.
Once that task was completed, this olelongrooffan grabbed my no longer trusty 28 dollar ebay found image taker and headed over to check it out in person.

Pleasantly and surprisingly, the flat brimmed hat wearing dude, Anthony, proved every stereotype this olelongrooffan has of the bearers of this this brand of fashion wrong. He was super cool. Passionate about his "original" ride and showed off, not only the 429 under the hood but also the original spare tire and the "Jacking Instructions" badge under the trunk lid. Now Counters, this is one super cool ride and would fit perfectly in the livery of this olelongrooffan. It is a 1964 Cadillac Series 62 hardtop sedan and it is in great shape.
He pointed out that this particular model was a four window as the six window had operating vent windows at the "C" pillar, similar to the ones at the "A" pillar in the above image. It appeared to have a repaint, thus allowing this olelongrooffan to place "quotes" around original and makes this sweet ride "stock" as opposed to "original".
Either way it is a highly desirable ride and is similar to the 63 Coupe deVille TheGentleman Farmer owned at one time.

So anyway, Anthony, the Kangaroo dude and this olelongrooffan stood around chatting it up for several minutes and I shared my card with this blog address on it with them. It was during this time Anthony mentioned he also has owned a 63 Coupe deVille like my dad's, but in jet black, as well as a 69 Lincoln Executive Series. This olelongrooffan still has to google that one though.

It was super cool meeting another generation of car dude, one of whom, had he not been connected to an automobile, this olelongrooffan would probably not have approached. My eyes were opened today, that is for sure.

So anyway, this olelongrooffan must note that today I also spotted a late 80's Toyota Tercel 4WD wagon in primo condition out by the Daytona International Speedway, a Meyers Manx Dune Buggy on the same drive and a vintage early 50's GM product pick up truck with a great original patina. This olelongrooffan was unable to get his no longer trusty 28 dollar ebay camera to cooperate in order to share the images of those sweet rides with you.

Well, it's time for this olelongrooffan to head over to ebay and get me another, what I presume are disposable after about a year, 28 dollar image taker so that I can share with you Counter Out There the ways this olelongrooffan continues to

Celebrate Life.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Just for Driveling Deb

Driveling Deb has a dang funny blog followed by this olelongrooffan. It is featured on my blogroll and, sometimes, she'll check in at By The Numbers.

She is based along the Atlantic Coast just as I am. The only difference is that she is roughly 1,500 miles north of The Birthplace of Speed in the great state of Maine.

The other day, this olelongrooffan was out and about and spotted the car shown in the following image and immediately thought of that humorous blogger.
Of course, this olelongrooffan whipped out that elcheapo 28 dollar ebay acquired camera and got a shot of it.

And Counters, it is finding this type of off the wall cr*p, having a camera handy, and getting that image for you really lets me

Celebrate Life.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Another Day In The Life Of This olelongrooffan

As there is such a dearth of full time employment opportunities down here in the Birthplace of Speed and the greater Daytona Beach area, this olelongrooffan is doing pretty much anything to make a buck to keep my daughter adequately supplied with mobile means of text and voice communication with her nearly 120 facebook friends, of which I am honored to be one.

One of the things this olelongrooffan has been doing is traveling all over greater Volusia County, Florida visually evaluating residential properties for a real estate investor out Californey way. Today I did just that.

But first, this morning as I was utilizing Google Maps to find said locations, the extremely complicated communications system here at the Taj Majal started going crazy notifying this olelongrooffan the answering of an incoming phone call was desired.

And I did.

"Whatcha doing longroof?"

And I told him, and you jeepjunkie?

Heading up to TomP's place to check it out, wanna go?

Sure jeepjunkie.

And we did. Once we arrived we realized the lawn did need mowing and I jumped on that lawn tractor so this olelongrooffan would not have to deal with the business end of a gasoline powered weedeater.

We finished up that endeavor and headed back to the Taj Mahal. I got back on these tubes to complete the geographical mapping of my day and thejeepjunkie enjoyed at least 12 ounces of his favorite cold beverage on the veranda of the Taj Mahal.

Now sometimes the requested viewing of the desired homes is in a desirable neighborhood
but most of the time it isn't.
So, after my four and a half hour, 117 mile windshield time and another 2 hours blogging my finds, the massive communication system in the Taj Mahal lights up again.

And is the case most of the time these days, it is, once again, thejeepjunkie.

"Whatcha doing longroof?"

Just finishing up my review, you?

Heading to the beach in the 2A, you wanna ride along?

H*ll yeah.

See ya in a few.

So this olelongrooffan fills an appropriately sized cooler with some of thejeepjunkie's favorite beverage, plus a few of mine for this olelongrooffan and I settle in my huge barco lounger and wait for thejeepjunkie to show.

He does and I walk out the impressive front door of the Taj Mahal and he voices his appreciation at my choice of accompanyment.

This olelongrooffan lumbers into the passenger compartment of the civilian version of the Willys MB and we head off on that ardeous trip to the World's Most Famous Beach, some two blocks away.

After some humorous wrangling with the beach access dude, we finally get through that Homeland Security Nightmare and get down on the beach.

Now remember, this olelongrooffan is being transported in a 1946 Willys CJ2A and it is bright yellow! As a result, and this happens every time thejeepjunkie and this olelongrooffan traverse this crushed shell beach, dang near everyone, well except those morons who choose to cross the traffic lanes without looking sideways to check for traffic, most of those beach visitors who of a certain age or a certain "It's A Jeep Thing" notice us.

Well, thejeepjunkie, in his advanced age, has developed a certain adage of talking to himself. I am not sure if anyone is listening and this olelongrooffan has quit listening a long time ago.

But, in almost Rally Driving Fashion, I have gotten into providing some navigational advice to my driver as in "Kid on the left, not looking at all....Don't speed throught this area....Watch out for that whale paying no attention to what is around her"....well you get the idea.

And then thejeepjunkie launches into a tyraid about how "You Can't Fix Stupid."

So there we are on the beach, relaxing and enjoying a cruise, me listening to thejeepjunkie going on about the stuck tourist in the Cadillac SRX and the guys trying to get him out.

"Hello, did you not see the 4WD vehicles only sign just a hundred yards previous? Dumb*ss."

It was cool though. I mentioned to thejeepjunkie not to say a word and let's see what happens.

Well, let's just say those Hoons finally got that front wheel drive recent vintage Caddy crossover unstuck with no help from thejeepjunkie and this olelongrooffan but we sure had a good time watching them.

We also experienced the Caddy CUV driver trying to get a couple tens for a twenty to compensate his tow crew with a ten spot when a commercial crew would charge a buck fiddy for it.

And, oh yeah, that Caddy driver was stuck, once again, just a few hundred yards up the beach.

With no Saviors in sight.

While we were cruising along, we spotted this taxivan in the distance. (sorry about this olelongrooffan's feet in this image, but after all, we are cruisin')
I mentioned to thejeepjunkie that it must really be expensive to take a taxi to the beach for the day. I mean, why not just have the taxi drop you at a beach access and walk on down. But judging by the sight of the "just a biscuit shy of 400" pound woman in the adjacent beach chair, this olelongrooffan thinks the only place she walks is to the kitchen.

Down the beach aways, we spotted this sweet 86 Caddy Fleetwood and stopped to take a look at it. That's thejeepjunkie in the background talking with the vacationing owners of this highly desirable classic automobile while this olelongrooffan was checking out that huge vehicle.
It turns out the owner of that Caddy has a son who just finished restoring a 1946 CJ2A also! He is an old car guy and we chatted it up for a bit prior to returning to that yellow classic to cruise on down the beach. thejeepjunkie hops in and fires it up. (check out the water line in the above image) We back out into the traffic lanes, thejeepjunkie puts it in first and the motor sputters and dies. He cranks it back up and we move about 10 feet before it dies again. He tries to start it again without success. He jumps out, removes the gas cap and shakes that ole buggy.

"Sh*t, longroof, we're out of gas."

So thejeepjunkie whips out his cell and makes a phone call.

And the totally opposite of this occurance occurs, the Kid comes to the rescue. By the time the Kid was able to get out of the house, apparently dinner is more important to some in that household than rescueing family, the tide had really started rolling in.

As the Beach Patrol had closed the beach due to high tide, the Kid had to park at a beach access and carry that can of petrol down the beach.

While we were waiting for the Kid to come to the rescue, that Caddy owner came over and we chatted it up all the while watching morons getting stuck on the beach. Upon approach, he asked thejeepjunkie if he wanted a ride to a gas station? thejeepjunkie's response? "Naw, I got a 17 year old son."
the Kid handed that red can to thejeepjunkie who transferred it to his 2A and it fired right up and we had a damp ride back to the Taj Mahal.

But Man! It was fun!

And it is having family to come to the rescue, wet rides on the beach with thejeepjunkie and not having to wash that Willys that evening that really allows this olelongrooffan to

Celebrate Life.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Rods On The Hill, 2010

So, early this past Saturday morning, this olelongrooffan decided, well, actually I knew a few weeks ago, that I would head down to Holly Hill, Florida, the home of Motorsports Marketing, publishers of Classic Motorsports and Grassroots Motorsports, to check out the second annual Rods on the Hill car show.

I parked the olestationbus in the shade of one of several trees on the grounds of City Hall, across US 1 from the show, and headed on over to the show. Holly Hill's finest were directing the pedestrians and drivers on how to interact accordingly and this olelongrooffan got across the busy US 1 without a hitch.

The first thing I spotted at that show was this vintage "Arrive Alive" license plate that used to be the slogan emitted by the state government for tourists in The Sunshine State. It was affixed to the front bumper of
this vintage 1964 Ford Galaxie 500 police car. I checked out the interior and it was fitted with vintage radios and all vinyl seats and floors so I would expect it is a real old time cop car. And. It. Is. Cool.

So I bebopped into that park to see what could be seen. One of the prettier cars, at least to this olelongrooffan was this
1962 Pontiac hardtop. I think I might be biased as my Uncle Frank owned one of similar vintage, although his was a ragtop. This one was d*mn straight and the paint was flawless.
A little while later, I stumbled upon this vintage Vespa scooter. There were three older dudes, yeah, again, probably just a few years older than this longrooffan, and they were talking the prices of muscle cars and how these televised auctions were affecting the prices of those old cars. One of them opined on how the big auction house got paid when the cars came in the door and again when they went out. I interjected with "And don't forget all the advertising dollars." They got a laugh out of that and we got to talking about this immaculate, old Vespa scooter.
I tell you, it was gorgeous. The owner was mentioning to us he found it on ebay out of Saigon, Vietnam. Now these dudes were probably defending democracy there back in the day. One of them asked the owner if he was concerned about the honesty of the seller. The owner told us that guy had been selling Vespas on ebay worldwide for 9 years without a negative feedback. He also mentioned he had a buddy who travelled worldwide in his duties as a US EPA representative and the owner had called him to ask when was the last time he was in Saigon.
" About three years ago" was EPA's response. "See any Vespas?" "H*ll yes, they are everywhere. I even went to this shop where they restore these things and man are they good." Well Counters, this olelongrooffan is certain you have reached the correct conclusion that this shop is the seller of that ebay purchased Vespa and a selling price of $2,700 plus $300 shipping, that Vespa is in the proud ownership of that dude, right here in Eastern Central Florida.

I then did a little more scouting around and spotted this badge absent banana yellow ragtop.
I am fairly certain it is either a Pontiac or an Oldsmobile a sedan chopped 54 Dodge based on the crest in the center of the dashboard below,
however, if Kit Foster is tuning in, I am certain to be corrected. It just seems to happen that way. (see comments of that post). And this olelongrooffan has been corrected, although anonomously.

I then spotted this cool old sky blue woody wagon. Now, I neglected to get the year of this Blue Oval Product, but know this, It Is Cool and in Perfect Condition, well except for the panel gap on the doors.
As has been noted previously by this olelongrooffan on a few different occasions. But honestly Counters, this one is way cooler as it is in restored but stock condition.
Initially, I thought this Imperial was the one I saw during the Spring Fling 2010. Upon further evaluation, this olelongrooffan determined that it was not the case as the front grille treatment is marginally different. This Imperial was in excellent condition and showed itself very nicely.
I especially enjoyed full wheel covers, the rectangular steering wheel and, of course, the push button transmission controls.
And even with that aftermarket air conditioning unit, this luxo barge is very desirable.

Then I came upon this. An early 70's era Chevrolet Luv pickemuptruck. Did you know these were imported without the bed attached?
As this is one of the few vehicles at this show that I had seen previously, this olelongrooffan knew that its long ago sourced Isuzu inerds were junked
and built 350 and a full roll cage, along with other racing bits, were installed on this economy truck. No word on frame reinforcements though. But that spoiler is NASCAR worthy.

While I was looking at this Datsun Fairlady, an older gentleman and his grandson walked by it and Grandad mentioned these were desirable cars back in the day but they were prone to rust problems. I mentioned to the grandson that Grandad was right. I had seen this car in the same shop the olestationbus got its shiny new coat applied last summer and it was rust filled. Grandad's chest got about three inches bigger and they strolled along.
As did this olelongrooffan.

Only to spot a couple VW based dune buggies. Although these probably never hit the dunes. And they were VW based, unlike the Corvair based one I saw at the 2010 Spring Fling.
Next up was an early 70's Buick Skylark convertible
as well as a mid 70's Cadillac four door hardtop sedan.
This olelongrooffan did neglect to get an image of that '89 Lincoln Town Car. A woman was looking at it and mentioned it was not that old. I thought, but did not say, "it's old if you are 17." Yeah, Mom taught me well. I probably would have been slapped by her or had my *ss kicked by her companion.

While I didn't see alot of vehicles at this show that I had seen before, this Blue Oval was one of them I had seen. But only once, here.



The decals above were attached to the rear window of the only one of these in attendance this warm, not quite summer, day here in beautiful downtown Holly Hill, Florida.
A 1966 Plymouth Barracuda. It was a clean ride and this olelongrooffan said as much to the owner sitting in that comfortable lounge chair in the shade just to the right of the above image.
However, the paint, while nice from 10 feet showed a bit of "orange peel" when observed from this distance. No comment was relayed from the olelongrooffan to the owner. He knows it too.
And I would suspect this Saturday would be a good day to commit a crime in Holly Hill as no fewer that eight of the police force vehicles were at this show. And that number does not include the '64 Galaxie referenced earlier.

Now if you have been Counting Along With this olelongrooffan, you will remember the street rod coupe I saw and blogged about at the end of this post. And if you remember that hood ornament, you will recognize this one, although this one has wings.
Yeah Counters, it is a Packard Series 200 sedan.
As I was getting these shots, the owner came up to do something in the trunk of this behemoth mid 50's sedan. This olelongrooffan walked around to the rear of it and commented to the owner that I thought it was beautiful. He said, in a heavy Slavic accent, "Thank you but it is not quite done yet." I had noticed some of the bright work missing, as well as the radio and its antenna. He further added, almost apologetically, "It takes a bit longer when you do it yourself." To which I responded, "Sir, that makes seeing this beauty even more worthwhile." He then mentioned he had a Packard Caribbean prior to this Series 200. (This olelongrooffan has a Caribbean in my diecast collection!) I then asked him how he got into Packards of this vintage? He mentioned that when he was growing up in the 50's in Europe, he loved the American cars of that era. When he and his new family emigrated to the United States in the early 60's he still lusted after 50's era vehicles but with a family and struggling to become established as "A Real Citizen" (his true words), he had other priorities. "When I was fortunate enough to retire at 60, I bought that Caribbean, restored it, sold it and now I have this one," he related. Talk about the American Dream. I thanked him for bringing to the show and he and his wife, who stood demurely beside him during our ten minute discussion took off to see the show.

As did this olelongrooffan, filled with admiration for this courageous family and thanked God for this country and its opportunities.
Oh yeah, I got a shot of the flathead under the hood of this inspiring vehicle.

As I walked away from them, I spotted this auto/truck and I remember when they were new.
It is a 1977 Ford Ranchero, the last year made. I'm not certain if this was deemed a Country Squire Truck but that faux wood grain along the sides and the tailgate certainly warrants that moniker. By the way Horsefarmer, once you sell all those big*ss 250 and 350's when you retire, this would make an excellent vehicle for you. the 97,xxx showing on the clock and a price of $7,500 makes it even more desirable.

While we are Counting Along With The Rancheros, let's take a look at a couple others this olelongrooffan spotted.
This pristine red one was the Blue Oval's offering for 1966. It was heavily optioned with a 302 under the hood, air conditioning and an automatic transmission. I liked it alot although I am not a huge fan of the color red on a vehicle.

Next to that Cuda I spotted earlier, I saw this 1967 version. It was rough.

Rust everywhere, the interior was pretty much gutted of the headliner, door panels, carpets and the seats were not even from a Ranchero. But hey, it was only $1,600. Meh.

This, however was the only El Camino in attendance on this Saturday morning.
But, it did have a 502 motor in it
and as the magazine on the passenger's side dashboard documents, it was featured in the April, 2008 edition of Competion Chevy Magazine.

A little over the top for this olelongrooffan, however.

There were a few ratrods in attendence.
And while this olelongrooffan is not a big fan, I do appreciate their attention to detail.
The dashboard above is stamped copper!

And let me assure you, this one has had many Hoon hours invested in its construction.

And, of course, with a show name like Rods On The Hill, there were street rods in attendance.
Not a bunch but the ones that showed were extremely nice.
I do remember seeing the following at some other event, possibly two, but I don't remember blogging about it so here it is.
Pretty clever idea and well sorted out. Possibly matching wheels for the trailer though?

And the final street rod of this post is one I had seen just a week or so ago and blogged about here.
Yeah, a fairly large variety of vehicles were seen here on that Saturday.
One of the ones not seen much any more at these shows is this 1967 or 68 Pontiac Firebird Convertible.
It is really nice and I remember that thejeepjunkie's Godparents had one back in the day. Theirs was white over red while TheGentleManFarmer's Corvair of that era was red over white.
But, I'll bet that deep green with a black interior is plenty warm here in the Florida summertime!

Oh yeah, scroll up two images and look at the right front wheel of the car visible to the right of that ragtop. I'll let you know what that is soon but I need the help of Hemmings for it's identification.

And, of course, every car show needs a Coral and India Ivory 1955 Belair convertible to make it complete.
There were quite a few Corvettes at this show. The one on the right is a '69 Stingray and appears to be bone stock.
The restomod on the left was highly customized and barely rated a second glance from this olelongrooffan.

And this late model Corvette motor was installed in

this oddly colored 1960 Corvette.
And for the life of me, I don't understand the fixation with stuffed animals at car shows.
Until you check out the car they are in!
A couple Cobra replicas showed up.
I felt underneath the front fender of both them and they were fiberglass.
Still, nicely turned out. Hey! That '89 Lincoln can be seen to the left of that image!

I started down this row from the far end of this street. The Vespa was parked next to another orange Challenger with this one making it a Mustang and 57 Chevy sandwich.

This olelongrooffan has always enjoyed this body style Bowtie convertible.
And here are a trio of 57 Chevys. A post coupe on the left, ragtop in the center and a hardtop coupe just to the right.

And this Buick just looked stunning.
Yeah, it's a Deuce and a Quarter with huge bench seats.
I even enjoy the lines of the dashboard. Look how thin that gear shift lever is!
It high gloss black paint just sparked in the sunshine.
And this one, a Rambler American was rare and just sweet.
By the way, those aftermarket wheels are the brand "American". Pretty clever. If this belonged to the Bus, he would have thought of that.

This Oldsmobile Convertible is just freaking huge! It was just beautiful
in black over red interior. Plus this is an unrestored survivor!
And that Continental kit on the rear added another 20"to its length.
I saw this on one of the street rods and thought it was pretty funny.
So, by this time, this olelongrooffan had seen all there was to be seen and I headed back to my
olestationbus parked underneath that shade tree and headed on out to meet Manuel Labor for a couple hours.

Know this Counters, after this olelongrooffan left the Rods On The Hill 2010 show, I knew that I still remembered how to

Celebrate Life.