WARNING:This blog contains copious amounts of adultGAY material. If that's offensive to you, please leave now. All pix have been gleaned from the internets so, if you see a picture of yourself that you don't wish to have posted here, please leave a comment on the post and I will remove it with my apologies. I REPEAT:If you see a picture of yourself that you don't wish to have posted here, please leave a comment on the post and I will remove it with my apologies.
Those WERE the days! When car engines had the power to tell the wind to get out of the way, here we come. When styles changed every year, rather than 5 years. When COLOR and use of such was important to the styles, too. Everything was "fresh and new" each fall. How'd we get from THERE to where we are now???
58 Pontiac, 58 Plymouth, 59 Ford, Lincoln and Mercury. Grandad owned a 59 Lincoln Premier with all the options, breeze-way rear window that could be lowered, autronic eye light dimmer, air conditioner and heater that used a single knob and auto start wherein you turned the key without pressing the gas pedal. Problem was it revved the engine too high for prolonged periods and he had the dealership disconnect it. He also had them install heavy duty shock absorbers to make the car handle better. Very comfortable and great looking car, but lousy drum brakes that faded so he had to be very careful in traffic to avoid fender benders. It was the car I learned to drive at grandad’s insistence just before he traded the Lincoln in for a brand new 1964 Cadillac Sedan de Ville. Rex in DC
That massive Lincoln gave me a wicked fantasy. I’m driving along the freeway and there’s a prison work crew cleaning the grounds by the shoulder. Who’s in orange prison garb but none other than the Felon Trump himself ! I deliberately aim the massive Lincoln at full speed with the speed control dial set at 100 mph !! I run the First Felon down, then reverse the car and run that thing down again, the spinning wheels go forward and backward pulverizing the First Felon into the ground. Of course the police arrive and I exclaim to the dear highway patrol officer, “ but officer I must have had one of my metabolic episodes ! ” Just imagine that 5000 pound plus Lincoln ramming and slamming into the First Felon :) -Rj
I didn't know what the last one was, so I searched and it's a "59 Mercury Park Lane.
ReplyDeleteusmcmike44 - A gorgeous work of art.
DeleteSome wild, wild designs back then with those tail fins.
ReplyDeleteThose WERE the days! When car engines had the power to tell the wind to get out of the way, here we come. When styles changed every year, rather than 5 years. When COLOR and use of such was important to the styles, too. Everything was "fresh and new" each fall. How'd we get from THERE to where we are now???
ReplyDelete58 Pontiac, 58 Plymouth, 59 Ford, Lincoln and Mercury. Grandad owned a 59 Lincoln Premier with all the options, breeze-way rear window that could be lowered, autronic eye light dimmer, air conditioner and heater that used a single knob and auto start wherein you turned the key without pressing the gas pedal. Problem was it revved the engine too high for prolonged periods and he had the dealership disconnect it. He also had them install heavy duty shock absorbers to make the car handle better. Very comfortable and great looking car, but lousy drum brakes that faded so he had to be very careful in traffic to avoid fender benders. It was the car I learned to drive at grandad’s insistence just before he traded the Lincoln in for a brand new 1964 Cadillac Sedan de Ville.
ReplyDeleteRex in DC
Rex - Lucky for you that your grandad liked the luxury, posh cars.
DeleteThat massive Lincoln gave me a wicked fantasy. I’m driving along the freeway and there’s a prison work crew cleaning the grounds by the shoulder. Who’s in orange prison garb but none other than the Felon Trump himself ! I deliberately aim the massive Lincoln at full speed with the speed control dial set at 100 mph !!
ReplyDeleteI run the First Felon down, then reverse the car and run that thing down again, the spinning wheels go forward and backward pulverizing the First Felon into the ground. Of course the police arrive and I exclaim to the dear highway patrol officer, “ but officer I must have had one of my metabolic episodes ! ”
Just imagine that 5000 pound plus Lincoln ramming and slamming into the First Felon :)
-Rj
Rj - That's quite a fantasy.
Delete