A #DavesCarIDService RIP to fellow Texan Ford V8 enthusiast Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow, who met their demise this date in 1934 in Bienville Parish LA. Driving, of course, a Ford V8, the car that prompted Clyde to write the greatest product endorsement letter ever.
*The car pictured above is not the B&C death car, it's a very rare 1932 Ford B-400 convertible sedan (left, with Barrow associate WD Jones). The actual death car was a 1934 Ford Fordor sedan (right). Both were obtained on the 0 down, 0% interest, 0 payment plan.
*Yes, Ford's 4 door sedan model was called the Fordor, just as its 2 door sedan was the Tudor.
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The dapper newlyweds in this fine photo are less Bonnie & Clyde than F Scott & Zelda; the car is a bit of a challenge, but I believe it's a 1926 Buick Standard 6 missing a grease cap on rear wheel.
This family car of yore is a 1933 Hudson sedan. In 1932-33, Studebakers and Hudsons sported vertically stretched headlights that gave them a kind of STARTLED look.
Oops! Forgot the car ID, which is 1951 Chevy. And another gentle reminder to crop those photos for enhanced viewer enjoyment.
You can get anything you want at the Newellton restaurant- including a deluxe mink stole for the little lady. These fellas are on a (L) 1948-50 Ford F1 and (R) 1947-53 Chevy 1+ton refrigerated box truck, possibly loaded with fish & frogs.
Remember to dial 83 for all your fish-frog-pecan-fur needs
update/correction: thanks to eagle eyed @Kevin_Mackie who spotted the driver's side antenna, I can now ID the car as a 1969 Ford Galaxie sedan, not a Fairlane. I strive for accuracy, and appreciate being corrected when warranted.
RIP Grandma, here in an awwww-inducing shot with her bobbed hair Bobsey Twin sister, and a 1927 Essex Super Six sedan. Essex was Hudson's low price brand.
Keep those terrific vintage family album photos coming, they're my (and everyone else's) absolute favorite part of this whole car ID thing. But it's time now to turn to the wilderness & street finds portion of our program.
*and by the way guys, seriously, don't feel obligated to tag me on every stupid car-related photo or meme you see on social media. I have seen all of them a zillion times, ignore them, and all they do is clog up my mentions.
1968-72 Chevy Nova 4 door post, rear door handle shaved, wearing Weld mags. That isn't a wing window on rear door, it just narrows the window glass so it can be rolled down.
Whoooah Nellie. Somewhere in the deep heart of Iowa's jungles is a 1953 Studebaker coupe. I don't often say this about wilderness heaps, but this one is worth a rescue mission (as a street rod or Bonneville car at any rate).
Another one for today's parade of fiberglass fakes, although this one does a nice job of mimicking a 1948 Tucker Torpedo; the giveaway is the cooling louvers for a front engine (Tuckers were rear engine). Probably an Ida replica body.
incidentally you can almost tell a Tucker Torpedo fake by process of elimination; only 50 were ever made, and all accounted for, including ownership, location, and color. Almost all are in automotive museums.
Now here's a real dandy: 1937 Studebaker panel delivery. Not necessarily a "real" model, but a well-done custom made from 37 Studebaker sedan mated to a 1950 Dodge panel delivery box (I am familiar with this particular project).
Perhaps "scuffle" is too harsh of a word, how about "a local polling organization's efforts to query diners' religious affiliation led to brief contretemps"
The important thing is we not jump to any conclusions about what motivated a group of citizen activists to bash chairs over people's heads after demanding to know if they're Jewish
*let me get this out of the way, right up front: please, I am begging you, for the love of comedy, take your all your "birthing person" jokes to some other tweet thread
Yes kids, long before KITT there was My Mother The Car, with Jerry Van Dyke and Ann Southern voicing his mom, reinCARnated as a "1928 Porter."
Even in a sitcom landscape of talking horses and flying nuns and Martian uncles, it proved a premise too far and was quickly canceled.
But the car ID stickler in me is compelled to note Mom is NOT a 1928 Porter; she is a 1923 Ford Model T touring, originally built as a 283 Chevy powered hot rod by my late great pal Norm Grabowski- who also built the iconic "Kookie T" for 77 Sunset Strip.
*Friday and Gannon, of course, gathered just-the-facts-ma'am in a just-the-facts-ma'am 1967 Ford Fairlane 500 sedan; tailgating them in the photo is a 1966 Oldsmobile Toronado.
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