New entry in my Kilt blog 9/21/2011

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Old Fools Journal: Classic Cars or Fascination with death machines

Let a man find himself, in distinction from others, on top of two wheels with a chain - at least in a poor country like Russia - and his vanity begins to swell out like his tires. In America it takes an automobile to produce this effect.
Leon Trotsky

There are a few modified classic automobiles that seem to be used as daily drivers around here. I call them classic Hot Rods.
 While errand running on my bicycle the other day I found this parked at the bank.  I had seen it drive by the house several times but never had the chance to snap a photo.
 I recognized it as a mid 1930's Chevrolet because one of closest friend in 1956 had a 1933 coupe that we ran around in once in a while. I had a 1936 Ford three window.
Looking through the louvers I could see that the engine had nothing to do with the year model since it was a chrome plated V8.  Chevrolet did not produce a V8 until 1955.  When they got around to it they produced a real kick ass motor.

I have had some experiences with the Chevrolet inline six.

 I now longer care about automobiles but classic lines are classic lines and should be appreciated.  Automobiles are like heroin because we have become addicted to them even though they are killing us.
Even in the thirties cars looked a lot alike.  Seems like everybody copied everyone else then as well as now. Anyone that dared to be different was destined to fail. There are many notable examples.

You could line up a half a dozen and you couldn't tell them apart at 500 feet.  These days you can line up a hundred of them and cannot tell them apart.

The buffalo isn't as dangerous as everyone makes him out to be. Statistics prove that in the United States more Americans are killed in automobile accidents than are killed by buffalo.
Art Buchwald


Dizzy-Dick said...

Nice looking hot-rod. They did a good job with it, but on the other hand, it would have been nicer if restored to the original. Dang, I didn't know that 1955 was the first year that chevy made a V-8. My Grandpa had a 1940 Ford which came with a V8, and my Dad had a V12 Lincoln way back in the early 40's.

Oldfool said...

I don't know why Chevrolet took so long. They started with an overhead valve 4 introduced an overhead valve 6 in around '29. Don't quote me on this as it is from memory.
Ford didn't bother with over head valves until 1954 although they started the Lhead (flathead) V8 in 1932 putting it originally in the Model B. I've ridden in one of those as a child.
The Lincoln division of ford came up with the the flathead V12 for the Zephyr and there were still some around when I was in my early teens but nobody wanted them because they were such a crappy engine. Tended to overheat, burn oil and they wore out early but then in those days an engine that lasted 100,000 miles was rare. Now I have a strong running 18 year old Ford V8 with close to 230,000 miles.

Steve A said...

Many 30's cars were quite distinctive. The Cord 810 for example. And buffalo DO get a bad rap.

Chandra said...

Nice pictures and narrative, Richard.
I especially liked the quote from Art Buchwald!

Peace :)

Oldfool said...

My dad was seriously considering buying a Cord 810 back in the early '50's. I remember looking at it and marveling at the electric shifter. To me that was the future. It was in running condition and probably fairly cheap. We talked about it later in life and about what it would be worth if he had bought it and kept it.

On Catalina Island you can mingle with the Bison. I found that they scared me shitless. I have to remember to put that on the list of things I am scared of. I have seen a herd of about 10 stampeding (that is the only thing I can call it) in a small enclosure. I can see why the people of this land were in such awe. They created the thunder of Thor on the ground, it rumbled your insides and made you afraid.

workbike said...

People keep trying to make me think that Porsches are cool (they are built locally and consequently common here). I don't understand the attraction, they seem to represent ego selfich indulgence to me, but there we go.

Older cars -especially when they've been restored like this- I can appreciate to a point, the point being the cloud of exhaust fumes.