"As long as a man has a car, he can do anything and go anywhere. Is there anyone who will undertake to travel this summer from Peking to Paris by automobile?" - Le Matin 1/31/1907
5 cars decided to try, and on 8/10/1907 Prince Scipione Borghese finished first. #DavesCarIDService
*his car is an Itala 35/45 hp.
Peking to Paris was probably the craziest car race ever, held only once, and inspiration for the 1965 comedy "The Great Race." Literally no rules, and the only prize was a case of champagne. I've seen the 2nd place car, a Dutch-made Spyker.
It took 2 months for the intrepid Marco Polos to complete it, pretty amazing under the circumstances. Fuel was carried by camel caravans and telegraph lines installed so Parisians could track progress. That crashed car on the bridge is actually the winning Itala.
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Let's kick off with this dandy featuring a 1938 Oldsmobile sedan. Gotta say Grandma was quite a dish, and no wonder she was popular with the fellas. Also gotta tell Not-Grandpa: simmer down, wolf.
Grandpa's wintry Corvette was a 1965 or 66 convertible (with its removable hard top on); can't really nail down year because Gramps customized it with mags, and by removing bumpers, grille and emblems.
Uncle Stan was rightly pleased with himself because he coaxed that tiny 1949-52 Crosley Hot Shot up to 9426 feet above sea level. That probably took a few carburetor adjustments.
*the Crosley Hot Shot was a teeny car, and I can also deduce from the picture that Uncle Stan was a man of modest stature.
I can tell you this photo is some years after Uncle Chuck's encounter with the Canadian Border Patrol. Bike is a 1940-42 or 46 Harley WL (first time I've seen one w/ wheel covers). He's in front of a 1941-46 International K pickup, w/ 1939 Chevy to right.
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm, after they see Des Moiiiines? While not 100% sure, I think the car is a very Midwestern item too- a circa 1918 Stephens Salient 6 made by the Moline Plow Co.
This is a cyclecar, and I believe a ~1914 Xenia. Wheelbase is really not that long, it's a tiny narrow car and sat 1 front, 1 rear. Cycle cars were a mashup of cars & motorcycles; they peaked in the US around 1914, remained much more popular in UK.
After considerable pondering, color me stumped. The snug canopy top is new to me, and I can say it isn't a Big 3 or Nash, Hudson, Stude, etc usual suspect. I can say it's almost certainly 1924-30 car, and low price. A higher res scan would help.
yipes! If this slide photo is mid 1960s, pretty sure we're looking at the aftermath of a bridge collapse. Yellow car sticking out is a 65 Impala, and most all of the cars are 60s vintage.
1931 Ford Model A Fordor, chopped ~5", small block Chevy, I think a modified 34 Hudson grille shell, on some kind of MoPar or GM (possibly truck) frame
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*In addition to to being the first black NFL HOFer and having a CG ship named for him, Tunnell was the first black NY Giant (1948), first black NFL assistant coach, and is NFL's #2 all-time INT leader, trailing only fellow Hawkeye Paul Krause.
**and when he played at Iowa, there was already a 50+ year legacy of black players on the Hawkeye roster.
I will continue to do my pro bono weekend car identification here as a community service. The DCIDS Substack site is for the very best of that content, organized by topic, with extra history & patter from me. Think of it as my book, with a couple of new chapters every week.
as an aside, car IDing is increasingly the main (or only) reason I'm still on Twitter. It makes me happy, and seems to make other people happy regardless of their politics. A shit-ton more personal satisfaction than dishing out a viral sick burn or whatnot.