Aw, dang. A very wistful RIP to Raquel Welch, who left an indelible impression on my youth. To follow, a short #DavesCarIDService thread dedicated to her:
Raquel Tejada (her maiden name) regally waving as San Diego County Fair Queen in a 1959 Ford Galaxie 500 convertible.
*she married (and quickly divorced) her high school sweetheart James Welch, but kept the name for the rest of her life.
Pre-film fame, as a trophy queen at Southern California race tracks, congratulating a very luck Bob O'Leary and his victorious Kurtis Offy sprint car.
Behind the wheel of a small block Chevy-powered T-bucket hot rod, circa 1965.
Holy moly. Raquel with a 1960 Chevy Corvette.
1967, with her film career in full swing: with a 1965 Ferrari 275 GTS, and yep, this car she actually owned.
That Ferrari deserves another look.
With a 1968ish Volvo P1800S coupe.
One more; Raquel with a 1968ish Piaggio Vespa Super 150.
Farewell, you goddess, you will be missed.
correction - driver pictured here is Don Cameron, who drove the Bob O'Leary Kurtis-Offy. 1958, Balboa Stadium Speedway San Diego.
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Happy Spindletop Day to all who celebrate from Dave's Car ID Service! 125 years ago today, the first major oil discover in the United States happened at the Spindletop oilfield outside Beaumont Texas, when the 200 foot high Lucas Gusher heralded a brave new world.
That bounty of dino juice created generations of brash new money Texas oil barons, paved the way for Exxon and Texaco, and largely ended the debate of gasoline powered vehicles vs steam vs electric. For better or for worse, the 20th century would be internally combusted.
Apologies for the slow start to my car identifyting rounds today, thus this thread intro will be short. But I will note that one of the coolest things that resulted from the Spindletop Big Bang was the rise of petroleum advertising signage. A few examples of which I shall now share, without elaborate explanation. Neon!
All these pampered overrated 5 star suburban recruits from the Seven Sisters Conference turn out to be complete busts in the Professional Commie League
Fretting out a last minute gift for that car lover who has everything? Worry no more, today's Dave's Car ID Service has you covered with our annual Christmas Gift Guide!
Watch Dad's eyes light up when he rips open that box containing ginchy goodies to doll up his beloved 1936 Chevrolet! My favorites are the fender skirts, super deluxe hot water heater, and rear view mirror with clock. Don't let Dad down - demand Genuine Chevrolet Accessories!
But why only dads? Let's not be chauvinists here. Plenty of gearhead moms and other special gals who might appreciate an automotive gift under the tree. Why schlep to the mall for a mindless diamond trinket, negligee, or vaccuum cleaner when you could give her the gift of Fordite?
Yes, you read that right, "Fordite," a/k/a "Detroit Agate." Diamonds might be a girl's best friend, but Fordite is the thinking woman's diamond. Imagine all the other gals at the holiday cocktail bash going green with envy when she shows up sporting earring, pendants, and bracelets made out of these unique-as-a-diamond babies. Little do those jealous Janes realize they're made out of the polished hardened slag from old Detroit car factory paint booths!
Smoke 'em if you got 'em! If that special gearhead of yours also enjoys puffing away like Bogart or Bacall, how about a vintage Firestone tire ashtray? The one in #1 is from the 1933-34 Chicago World's Fair.
If your gift budget is a little more copious, your little lady will go ga-ga for a 1942 DeSoto cigarette-dispensing steering wheel. A valuable safety feature that let her keep her eye on the road while lighting her lung dart.
But for the ultimate coffin nail car gift, how about a genuine electric steering column-mounted Pres-a-Lite? A true wonder of Bakelite technology, it dispenses a LIT cigarette with a simple press of a button.
PS - don't forget to wrap them up with an accompanying carton of Chesterfields, the brand endorsed by Hollywood star Ronald Reagan!
In the wake of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor 84 years ago today, America's car production went into mothballs and makers retooled for the war effort. Today's #DavesCarIDService looks back on how Detroit (and Toledo, and South Bend, and Kenosha) became the Arsenal of Democracy during WW2.
Starting with the most famous vehicle of that era, the beloved Willys MB Jeep. That nimble little bat-out-of-hell with its 4 cylinder Go-Devil engine proved itself the American GI's best buddy. And established a brand equity that still lives on today.
Made by the Willys-Overland Corporation of Toledo, Ohio, which until then was mainly known for low end economy cars for mild mannered spinsters.
Meanwhile up in Detroit, Ford was making their own version of the government-spec Jeep, the GPW. They were virtually identical to the Willys MB, except a script Ford stamping on the gate instead of the block Willys logo. And a few bolt heads stamped "F" vs "W."
But Ford's best known contribution to the war effort were the B-24 bombers it produced at its Willow Run plant, along with making Pratt & Whitney engines.
Crosstown rival General Motor was also busily churning out war materiel. Cadillac's V8 flathead engine now powered M24 tanks, and GM also helped make the mighty Allison V12 aircraft engines that powered planes like the Lockheed P-38 Lightning.
Not to mention lots of trucks, like the also beloved GGKW "Deuce and a Quarter" troop transport, and the amphibious "Duck."