Have you ever seen such a fine old Pontiac napping in the sun?
Go on, then, put up a sturdy argument against this nose. I dare you.
I double-dare you.
Stocky presence by dint of graceful proportion, line, and curve.
Yup, this angle works, too.
Weren’t we just discussing olde-tyme backglass wipers? I don’t guess they worked too well, with vacuum “power” supplied by many feet of hose, but still.
Really, I like this better than the ’47 Chev the other day. That one seemed to be trying a bit too hard, singing a bit too loudly. This one doesn’t have to.
There are two names on the taillight lens; Guide were GM’s in-house lamps and lights operation. Stimsonite were early heavy hitters in retro-reflectors.
This looks like a fun place to spend time. Not out on the highway at 100 km/h, but on a scenic country road at maybe 75 or 80. Windows down. Sun shining. Radio off, thanks; I’ll listen to the machine, though I might make an exception for Benny Goodman doing “Stealin’ Apples”: