Car Show Classic: 1952 and 1953 Ford Sunliners – R.M. Clarke and the The White Album

What if all of existence is nothing but a twisted joke?  After all, what other rational explanation could there be for my inability to remember someone’s name for more than 30 seconds, while simultaneously recalling exactly what I was reading and listening to on April 17, 1996?  By the way, the ’53 Ford pictured above is the actual Indianapolis 500 Pace Car from that storied auto race.

April 17, 1996, was my 19th birthday.  I was in the last throes of my life as a “Ford Man,” a tendency inherited from my dad, who still holds a mini-grudge against me for my non-denominational tendencies.  Well, Dad, at least you raised me to be an independent thinker.  Right around this time, I began my collection of road test compilations, published by Brooklands Books and edited by R.M. Clarke (I still have them – dozens of them).

One of these books was a collection of road tests pictured above, and I found myself mystically drawn to the squared-off Fords of 1952 through 1954.  My parents bought me the book for my birthday, a girl I was dating at the time bought me the Beatles’ White Album on CD, and I spent at least a little time that day listening to “Martha, My Dear” while reading an article on the 1954 Ford Six.  Funny how something so insignificant sticks around.

Even today, when the mood strikes, I’ll contemplate my life if Dad’s influence were to have won the day, and I owned eight classic Fords rather than the Big Three hodgepodge that is the current joy and bane of my existence.  Rather than a ’53 Buick, might I own a ’53 Ford?  Yes, the answer is yes.

The ’53 Ford is my favorite of that particular three-year styling cycle.  It was the last year of the venerable flathead, it had the best grille (in my opinion), and it was a representative from Ford Motor Company’s 50th Anniversary.

This noteworthy ’53 is owned by the Henry Ford Museum (of American Innovation – a vestigial addendum that I cannot get behind), and has been since 1953.  Typically, the pace car is awarded to the winner of the race; in 1953, that was Bill Vukovich, a man who won the event two years in a row before tragically dying in the 1955 Memorial Day classic.  In this case, Vukovich was awarded a pace car replica instead, and the actual car went to the museum.  The real pace car had a special gold interior and apparently a 255-cubic-inch version of the flathead instead of the usual 239.  Back then, pace cars often had to be “souped up” to do the job; today, a modern Corvette could probably finish in the top 20 given the attrition of other entries.

According to the curator of transportation at the Henry Ford Museum (of American Innovation), the 1953 Ford was the first Indianapolis 500 Pace Car to earn a run of replicas; he explains more in this video.  Unfortunately, the ’53 Sunliner is not currently on display at the museum, but they pulled it out of storage for a special display of Flathead-era Fords at this year’s Motor Muster auto show.

Also at Motor Muster was this unbelievable 1952 Crestline.  If for some reason I couldn’t have a ’53, a ’52 would be my next choice.  Why?  Its grille is almost as good as that on the ’53 and it still has the old Flathead.  Nothing wrong with the Y-Block replacement for ’54, but the updated styling fails to register the same admiration.

The 1952 model also ushered in a long-running Ford styling cue: round taillights.  Although they took a couple years off in 1958 and 1960, they would be a staple of big Ford design until the new 1965 models were introduced.

This ’52 has the desirable V8 with overdrive combination, which means that this lucky owner could maintain a reasonable freeway speed even today, although by the looks of things, it doesn’t get driven too often.  The paint is flawless, way too nice for me.

The Crestline was the top-of-the-line Ford in these years, although the “Fairlane” moniker was waiting in the wings a couple years down the road.   Crestline has a nice ring to it; it’s certainly ritzier than “Mainline,” which is the unfortunate-by-today’s-standards name of the lowest-priced 1952 Ford.

These Fords are underappreciated today, as even the most special of them seem to get little attention.  I’d gladly cruise around in this Official Pace Car, but the realities of my fictional world would financially preclude me from any such uncommon cornerstones.

I don’t think, however, that a Crestline Victoria would be out of my reach.  Just think, if not for a little bit of a mind of my own, I might be thinking back on April 17th, 1996, wondering about the vicissitudes of fate and how I just knew I’d own a ’53 Ford someday.  That would be akin to my being a Sgt. Pepper’s guy back when I was 19; that famous album has a perfectly cohesive theme and it often considered the best rock record of all time.  The White Album, on the other hand, while still highly regarded by almost everyone, is a somewhat more varied piece of work, a double album with a little something for everybody (including the infamous “Revolution 9”).  I am what I am, but maybe being a Ford guy wouldn’t be so bad.