In South Florida, Classic Cars run wild on the streets, and you can actually see them.
The other day when I rolled into the parking lot at Pompano Airpark, I saw this cherry beauty.
Avanti. The last automotive remnant of the old Studebaker Car Company. There's still a husk of the
The Avanti was never a common car, although someone near us in New Jersey had a gold one well after the company went away. 5800 roughly were built total.
When I rolled my Jeep in next to it, I parked far enough off from the car so as not to spoil the shots. You just don't see these things in the wild.
I was That Kid that every neighborhood has even to this day. I could recognize cars as a wee brat and tell you make and model with the high accuracy that only a child's OCD could manage.
Meanwhile I have a Jeep Wrangler. It's never been over 80 and I can't say I've ever found the need to go faster than that. Aerodynamics of a brick but I'll get there. You may not, but I will, even if I have to take him off road.
I know of someone who will be firing off an email to me any second demanding full sized copies of these, and I'll just send him here.