I was out for a leisurely bike ride when I spotted this old convertible parked with the top down on a side street in Seattle’s Ballard neighborhood.
I suppose it’s fair to call the owner of this car an optimist. Even on a sunny day, not too many people around here will leave an old convertible unattended with the top down. Our legendary rain often comes down with little warning.
This Cadillac had a very strange-looking luggage rack. Strangest of all, it was being used to lug something. How often do you see a trunk-mounted luggage rack actually being used?
The luggage in question was a couple of skateboards, and the rack itself didn’t exactly look like it was installed at the factory. I asked myself the obvious question: “Why don’t they just put the skateboards in the trunk?” There was plenty of trunk space in a ’68 Deville; even more than the previous year’s model, thanks to a new, higher decklid.
I used to carry a bicycle around in the trunk of my 1966 Pontiac; that was simply my normal place to store it, since I didn’t have a garage at the time. Couldn’t these skateboarders do the same?
The leather upholstery was very much worse for the wear, and there was a giant Christmas tree ornament where you would normally expect to see one of those tree-shaped air fresheners.
I love the little details on these old Cadillacs. These fender-mounted turn signal indicators are very, very cool.
I wasn’t able to get a clear shot of the front; the Caddy was parked just a bit too close to that
Toyota Matrix Pontiac Vibe. I’ll admit that I could do without the cowhorns. Seattle ain’t in Texas.
This is the best shot that I was able to get of the grill. I suppose the cowhorns would make it easier to open the hood for a look at the engine. 1968 was the first year for the 472 cubic inch (7.7 Liter) V-8, and based on this car’s good overall condition, I wouldn’t be surprised if the original motor was still there.
The hood was decorated with some taped-on numbers. I stood there for a while, trying to figure out the meaning of “Four-Three-Dash-Eight.” I couldn’t come up with an answer. But regardless of the significance of these numbers, why would anyone stick them on the hood of his car?
When I got home and turned on my computer, the Internet was quick to remind me that the Seattle Seahawks had beaten the Denver Broncos to win the Superbowl with a final score of 43 to 8 on February 2nd, 2014. I suppose it’s obvious that I’m not a football fan. I was happy when the Hawks won, but I didn’t watch the game, and I’d forgotten how lopsided it was. I don’t have the time or the energy to be the fan of any sport; it just takes too much of a commitment.
When I took these photographs, it was already over a month after that very lopsided game. But that taped-on final score remained, like a tattoo of an ex-girlfriend’s name.
The sides were decorated with flower petals blowing in the wind. Why? Horns + skateboards + Christmas + Go Team! = What? How many different people on how many different drunken Saturday nights are responsible for this mess?
Please pardon me for editorializing, but a Cadillac is bold and brash all by itself. It doesn’t require any embellishments. The party’s over! It’s time to clean up.