We’d guessing 1970 because of the 400 c.i.d. engine. Per wiki, the 1971-73 T/As had a 455. My second cousin Shirley drove one of those 455s. However, we’re skeptical of the “T/A 6.6” on the shaker. It should say “400.” But, they came in white or blue. We’re also a little leery of the screaming chicken. That came on-line for 1973. I guess the verdict is “frankenbird.” It’s still sexy as hell.
What better way to celebrate Father’s Day than by strolling down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, California. As it happened, Sunday was the Rodeo Drive Concours.
OK, full disclosure – this was not a chance meeting. We took a 4 day holiday from the blast furnace that is summer in Phoenix to hang out in milder climes with the beautiful people. And we were hoping against hope that the LaFerrari would make an appearance.
No such luck. We did see Bugatti no. 5. We also saw our first non-auction 288GTO. As shows go, it was a filtered, condensed version of the monthly
Cars and Coffee Hookers and Squirrels “Scottsdale Motorsports Gathering.” (Not the Penske sponsored crapfest – the real one.) Smaller than the Windgate festival of speed. Like both, it was strafed by similarly cool machines that didn’t want to linger.
1973 Ford Thunderbird in east Phoenix.
to Tucson in last night’s episode of Breaking Bad. Or at least they should have been. Tucson is the place to go to disappear.
of family trucksters. Somehow “shooting brake” doesn’t do it justice, or at least wildly overstates its capabilities.
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