The place where Toronados wait for a museum to be built come to die.
1972
What to Drive
from Kalamazoo to New Mexico, trying to find naked chicks at the hot springs outside of Taos. Also, vampires and Dirty Dave.
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Mr. Big in Phoenix Another Thursday, another Cadillac, although (evidently) there is a body or 10 in the trunk.
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Coupe de Ville, from the French word for bloated tank of lard. This is the pinnacle of American luxury in the day. Why?
- 472 cubic inch V-8 – bigger than your puny Impala’s 350
- 22 ft long – again, bigger than your puny impala.
- Power windows, locks, a/c, long before they were common on kias
- Leather, from actual creatures
- An arm rest in the back seat. That is the real kicker. It’s how my grandparents knew they were in a real luxury car. Not the other shit – the rear arm rest.
Uncle Bob had a shit brown one, which blended in nicely in dingy, drab Detroit.
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Continental Divide, Loveland Pass, Colorado August 1989
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Note to BJ: We know it’s a coupe. That is all they made, even in Dime Bag Daryl’s ‘shroom induced hazes.
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Rich Corinthian leather. Also, it’s a temperamental piece of shit, but it smells a million times better than my sweatshirt – in case you wondered…
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It ain’t no Daytona. $121,000 (including 10% buyer’s premium).
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