A happy (belated) 125th anniversary of the birth of Enzo Anselmo Giuseppe Maria Ferrari Cavaliere di Gran Croce, aka Enzo Ferrari. Born 2/18/1898, here driving an Alfa Romeo 40/60 Corsa at Targa Floria, 1923. #DavesCarIDService
*Targa FLORIO.
After a stint as a nearly unbeatable driver for Alfa Romeo, in 1933 he took over Alfa's racing division which was christened Scuderia Ferrari. He narrowly escaped the bombings of WW2 and afterwards formed his own company. First true Ferrari: the 1947 125S.
BTW, the Ferrari prancing horse logo began as a badge on Scuderia Ferrari's early Alfa racing cars, an homage to Italian WW1 air ace Count Francesco Baracca.
My favorite Ferrari of all time: this 1952 212 Barchetta ("little boat") which I saw at the Petersen vault a few weeks back. Personal gift from Enzo to Henry Ford II; it influenced the styling of the 1955 T-Bird. As you know from Ford v Ferrari they later became hated rivals.
*this will likely prompt "Red Barchetta" references from Rush fans; good song despite the mangled pronunciation (it's supposed to be Bar-KET-ta).
Anyhoo, it's time to stand for the Car ID Request Pledge before moving on to the mystery vehicles:
Always willing to pitch in when state - nay, national - treasure @TracesofTexas comes calling. Caldwellians here were driving (L-R, diagonal) 1939 Willys coupe, 35-36 Ford Tudor, and 36-37 Lincoln Zephyr sedan; nearest in center a 1930-1 Ford A roadster.
*the "Rosenwaser's" and "Surovik's" signs underscore the surprisingly rich German-Czech heritage of Central Texas. When you hear the oompa polka beat of Norteno and Tejano music, it's an echo of the interaction between Hispanic Texans and German-Czech settlers of the 1800s.
How awesome are these family keepsakes? Prior to being drafted by the New York Football Giants, Utah State Agricultural College gridiron phenom Harold "Moose" Gutke dated his girl in a 1936 Chevy or Pontiac 5 window coupe.
Tough call on #1, but my spidey sense tells me Dad was on the running board of a 1928 Pontiac sedan. In #2, behold the sheer magnificence of Dad's Hawaiian shirt, standing next to a 1946-47 Ford.
*I was best man at my brother's wedding & bachelor party in Osage, and I can honestly say I have never been drunker.
This one is - surprise! - not a Ford Model T. A bit of a tough call here, but I believe the Firestone shop proto-pickup is a 1910ish Maxwell runabout, with the rear converted into a pickup bed. Pic likely a decade prior to the 1921 postmark.
Again, I encourage you to crop & rotate your photos for maximum reader enjoyment. Note tires are the natural rubber off-white; only later did tire makers begin adding carbon black to their rubber compounds for durability.
Yikes! Speaking of ID request photo issues, will have to run this funhouse mirror image through the ol' Radio Destretchifier...
Huzzah! Through the miracle of modern electro-radiophotographic technology, I now can reveal the young sandcastle builders have a 1941 Oldsmobile (L) and a tasty 1932 Ford 5 window coupe (R) behind them.
I dub these two dapper old Hawkeyes "The Kings of Leon."
Ignore the Chevy bowtie back there, the sedan behind them is a 1936 Dodge; and behind that, a 1934 Buick or Oldsmobile. Truck yonder appears to be a 1935ish Chevy or GMC 1+ ton, though.
*In case you didn't get the Kings of Leon reference, see @KingsOfLeon
Often it's possible to ID a car from a tiny snippet; the vent windows and slight overhang on windshield say 1933-34 non-Cadillac/LaSalle GM; two windshield wipers narrow down to Olds or Buick.
As much as it pains me, I must correct my mis-ID of this car from yesterday, which I mistakenly called a 1970 Pontiac Bonneville. As several readers pointed out, it is in fact a *1971* Pontiac Bonneville.
*That's what I get for going off the top of my head without a quick verification; in my defense, even Michael Jordan missed an occasional layup.
**I in no way am claiming to be the Michael Jordan of car IDs, I'm more of a Murray Wier
Dude seems a suspiciously preppy for a dirt track racer. In any case his car is a 1937-38 Ford coupe, engine a Ford flathead with (I think) Edelbrock or Grancor heads and dual 97 carbs. Car way off yonder is a 1960 Olds.
Car started off as a 1966 Chevy Chevelle, and I suspect it was originally a convertible. Cutting off the top of a coupe would = massive body flex unless heavily reinforced.
One more from the annals of Sterling Speedway: if you're thinking 1956-61 Studebaker Hawk 2-door post, you are correct. Studebaker wasn't official involved in racing after the 30s, but their engines and aero bodies were popular among racers.
Case in point, my good buddy Gale Banks's swoopy record-breaking 53 Stude. Later as the Geisler-Choate-Banks "Hanky Panky" it broke the 220 mph barrier at Bonneville. Those 53-55 Studes are still a frequent sight at the Salt Flats.
Somehow in the Twitter glitches of yesterday my ID of this one was lost, so I'll try again. Very tough call here, but as best as I can tell, a 1921 or so Elcar touring.
via email, another terrific one from Car &Driver's Elana Scherr (@challengeher), this time from her husband Tom's family album. And a tricky one to boot-- not 100% certain here, but I believe it's a circa 1929 Graham-Paige 619 or 629 sedan with accessory winter grille.
Gramps was too cool for school in his 1928 Chevy roadster. (ht @emmdub559).
Keep those awesome family pics coming, but now I'm gonna squeeze in a few street & wilderness finds, like this circa 1935 Austin 7 Nippy roadster, sans fenders & doors, with remains of a 1962-66 Chevy C-10.
please update your Wonka texts to refer to Augustus Gloop as "within a medically acceptable BMI range"
Also, henceforth he does not get stuck in the chocolate pipe because he's too big, it's because Willy Wonka Co's refusal to build pipe infrastructure to accommodate all body types
Protip: if you're planning to denounce your accidental royal birth and move to a different country where you can cash in on your accidental royal birth through chronic shameless media whoring, pick one without a First Amendment
If they want to rehabilitate their public image, they should work double shifts at a convenience store and moonlight driving Uber
Honestly I'd be 100% cool with it had they done this in an abandoned K Mart parking lot
The funniest thing is all the Austin Bike Lane & Light Rail Karens getting the vapors over this. "I have a right mind to march down there and explain to these ruffians how their unsustainable motoring is harming the ecosystem!"
A fond #DavesCarIDService farewell to Stella Stevens, who departed us this week. Shown here as Gail Hendricks, pouring a little hair of the dog for superspy lush Matt Helm (Dean Martin) in his tricked out 1965 Mercury Colony Park spy station wagon in "The Silencers" (1966)
*I needn't remind you that Dave disapproves of drinking and driving. That said, Dave highly approves of Matt Helm movies, and "The Silencers" is IMO grooviest of the bunch. Behold Helm's glorious louche bachelor pad on wheels, and glorious eyeful Stella S:
On the other side of the epic Martin & Lewis rift, Stella Stevens also co-starred with Deano's former partner Jerry Lewis in "The Nutty Professor" (1963). Here fending off Buddy Love (the louche Mr Hyde alterego of Prof Julius Kelp) in a 1963 Ford Galaxie 500 convertible.
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.
I'm willing to admit a lot of people over 75 become resource burdens to society, if you will admit a lot of people have already gotten a 50 year head start