The Design Of Power

September 30, 2013

1969 FairlaneOne of things you find yourself doing when you own a vintage convertible is going to classic car shows.

So there I was Sunday at the Midwest Fall Swap Meet & Auto Show at the Minnesota state fairgrounds.

Cars shows are fun, interesting and absurd. Men and a surprising number of women sit in lawn chairs next to the machines they love. They talk with strangers about the virtues of forged cranks over cast. They recite the same stories over and over again.

In the swap meet area, humans stroll past tables piled with the most random collections of old parts imaginable. Then they take a break to eat a deep fried corn dog.

I bought my ticket to these gatherings — a 1967 Plymouth Barracuda — a year ago. Why did I make the purchase? Even if I could explain all the reasons, this company blog probably isn’t the place to do so. I get the “mid-life crisis” line a lot.

The main thing is that old cars are cool. Dudes ask you about the motor. Chicks dig convertibles. A shiny Olds 442 can take your breath away.

There’s no question American muscle cars are beautiful machines. I am particularly drawn to the details — the badges, the grilles, the nameplate fonts, the tail lights, the dashboard knobs.

See what I mean?

1967 Dodge Charger

1967 Dodge Charger

1967 Plymouth Barracuda

1967 Plymouth Barracuda

1967 Ford Mustang

1967 Ford Mustang

1967 Plymouth Barracuda

1967 Plymouth Barracuda

1966 Pontiac GTO

1966 Pontiac GTO

1959 Studebaker Champion

1959 Studebaker Champion

1958 Ford Thunderbird

1958 Ford Thunderbird

1962 Chevrolet Covair

1962 Chevrolet Corvair

Buick Eight

Buick Eight

1962 Chevrolet Impala

1962 Chevrolet Impala

1966 Chevrolet Corvette

1966 Chevrolet Corvette

1969 Ford Fairlane

1969 Ford Fairlane