Just a modest collection of stuff from last weekend – we didn’t really have a story that goes with it, or even any pithy comments.
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So much fail…
Moldings and tape only hide so much. What they don’t hide?:
Humble upbringings (Fairmont), for one.
It is alive. The 1982 Ford Granada. Of the two we got in the states, this is the less worse one.
Naturally, I saw it pass in cross-traffic as I was arming my camera. D-ooh! Too slow.
(Also missed in that split second? A Buick Century – not the kind for roadtrips to MSU)
For sale at the Cracktown apartments…
The ads of the time said “With a touch of class.” With this shitbox, “class” means Granada taillights.