A 1963 Grand Prix not-so-quietly slipped into the bay across from me this morning as I was satiating the Commodore’s thirst for 93 Octane on my way to a supplier meeting in Chicago.
Its exhaust was obviously in a similar state to the body – full of holes. Despite the careworn appearance, she still carries a sense of elegance, don’t you think? This body style would carry over for 1964 with a few minor changes, followed by a complete restyle for 1965. I wish I had had time to chat with the driver, as I’m sure there’s quite a story behind the car.