I mean if somebody wants to start up Little Lucifers Country Day School, and a parent with a government voucher want to enroll their kid to study at LLCD's innovative math program, no problem as far as I'm concerned.
All I expect from Little Lucifers Country Day to qualify is that (A) they do not discriminate on the basis of race, (B), they publish their standardized test scores, and (C) the football team makes the playoffs at least once every 10 years
Afternoon meeting canceled, and I still have a big backlog of Dad's Day car ID requests. Who's up for a bonus 3rd straight day of #DavesCarIDService?
*Ford's historic 1-2-3 finish at LeMans in 1966 (56 years ago yesterday, btw), as you may remember from 'Ford v Ferrari.' The Ferrari killers here were all Ford GT40 Mk IIs; Ken Miles in #1, Bruce McLaren #2, both Ford Shelby team, and #5 Ronny Bucknum for Ford Holman-Moody.
Before I get started, same rules apply today as my weekend car ID threads: use the #DavesCarIDService hashtag on your ID requests, please stick to vintage family photos, and NO POLITICS in this thread or I will block your ass for good.
Happy 80th birthday to the GOAT, Brian Wilson. Here with the Beach Boys outside Capitol Records building Hollywood 1963, with Sam Conrad's '29 Ford A roadster, '32 grille, pinched/bobbed '32 rails, 6 deuce Olds Rocket 371
I know all the serious wine-sniffing music critics point to Pet Sounds and Smile as the evidence of Brian Wilson's genius, but by god IMHO his surf & hot rod stuff was his real Sistine Chapel
One of the best things about BW's hot rod songs is the Roger Christian lyrics. I always cringe at songs with stupid lyrical car refs, but a Beach Boys song told you they were hip to the real drag strip lingo and didn't care if it confused you.
Stop slouching, pull up your pants, and tuck those damn shirts in! It's Father's Day, and time to honor our paters familias with the #DavesCarIDService Papa-palooza Dadstravaganza. Starting out with the man I from whom I inherited my car OCD, my beloved late great Hawkdad.
#1, perched precariously on a 1935 Plymouth
#2, fueling up a 1937ish Allis-Chalmers WC
#3, first whip, a 1939ish Steelcraft Mack "Playboy Trucking Co" dump truck
#4 Fresh home from the Korean DMZ with his new 1957 Fairlane R-code supercharged ragtop, and girlfriend Hawkmom
Today's episode will be 100% devoted to photos of the dads, granddads, etc of our readers, and their mystery cars. If you're waiting for an ID on a non-dad photo please remain patient, I shall endeavor to solve them in upcoming episodes. Keep those great old photos coming!
Easy with that heater, dollface -- why, any car gumshoe worth his beans can tell you this is a 1941 Lincoln Continental convertible. #DavesCarIDService
That of course is Humphrey Bogart as hardboiled Rip Murdock and husky-voiced vixen Lisbeth Scott as nightclub singer femme fatale Coral Chandler in the whodunit "Dead Reckoning" (1947). More noir than you can shake a .45 at. Here's a better view of the Lincoln.
Before opening today's car mystery case files, I once again implore you to include the #DavesCarIDService hashtag in your ID requests, focus on old family album photos & wilderness junkers (no Facebook/Reddit stuff please), and above all NO POLITICS.