It really is..an Excalibur..year 1977. Belongs to my brother in law who doesn't have room in his garage of vintage and new vehicles this year. Poor baby never gets to see the light of day. So we are babysitting it.
Gord took the picture when was humping the bumper. It's apparent I didn't dress well for the occasion. I have my sweats on and my granny slippers. Plus I don't know what's going on with my hair. But the ole girl didn't mind me sitting on her. She's not that young herself. I just realized I called the car a "girl" ...well I guess we have a Lesbian relationship.. we bonded. Both our bumpers met ass on.
This is just what I needed to get myself out of the slump. I'm going to take her out for many a spin this summer. And take pictures.
I'm betting I will make a lot of new friends...only because the car is so unusual ...and I might meet a lot of hot guys....oh shit ..did I say that out loud? I may have to lose the granny slippers, my hoddie and sweat pants.
Note to self: Shave your legs, moustache, pluck the eyebrows, and for god's sake "do something with your hair." And of course, get some clothes that don't make you look like a bag lady.
I will work on it.
That ole car needs me, and I need her. We are going to have some fun.