You can get to the beach via the subway, but Americans do love their cars. Especially muscle cars. And they were well represented, including just about every gas guzzling, unsafe hunk of Detroit iron designed to go fast and corner like a brick. (Well, I don't know if engineers intended these land yachts to be about as maneuverable as a Mack truck, but that's the way they turned out.)
All lovingly restored, painted, polished, and chromed like a tunnel bunny advertising her wares. These cars were created for one purpose only: to go fast and pick up loose women. These are not cars you drive to the market to pick up a quart of milk. Certainly not at the mileage they get...
Of course, if this is what the Coney Island Correction Facility is staffed by, it's no wonder people get in trouble at the parade:
Posted by Citizen Arcane on June 24th, 2005
Categories: Art & Architecture, Automotive & Bicycles, Design, Fashion, New York City, Photography & Video, Places & Travel, Events, Crafts & Trades