It rained, a lot, on Saturday. I did not feel like dragging myself through the spray to look at cars under tarps, so we waited until it cleared up to head to the cruise. Fortunately the skies parted around 2, and the rest of the day was nice. Since our day was abridged, I tried to focus on the notable and the weird. This Chevy is just like the one my dad's father drove.
A rare BMW Isetta. This one looks like it must have belonged to Janis Joplin.
A better-than-new Delorean:
Although this is how they should have come from the factory:
Enough Corvettes that you can actually pick your favorite color:
This is interesting to me too - rolling sculpture extends to cars that have had tough lives. There's beauty here:
If your idea of elegance extends to trucks, you'll enjoy this. There's something really clean about this particular combination of green and white paint and fake wood trim:
I guess this is OK too, and I had to drag Lauren away from an older Rolls with huge pontoon fenders. Crazily, you can find really stunning ones for less than a new BMW would cost.