"HEY! Have you ever heard of single premium life? Because I think that could really be the ticket for you."
It's deja vu all over again at #DavesCarIDService today as we analyze the delightfully awful cars of Groundhog Day. To the right of Ned Ryerson: 1982 Renault Fuego.
Hey, who's hungry for flapjacks? No better way to bust out of the ol' routine than have a few drinks with the boys, borrow a 1974 Cadillac Eldorado convertible, and go on a joy ride down the nearest train tracks? Don't forget your seatbelts!
*Dave reminds you: friends don't let friends drive.
But if you're really, really feeling in a rut, maybe it's time for you and that ol' groundhog to break out of your cages for for a fun filled spontaneous road trip. In this case, in a 1971 Chevy C-10 pickup.
Sometimes routine isn't all that bad. My Groundhog Day question for you: what old car of yours would you love to to wake up to over and over again? Tell me about the one that got away in the comments.
February 2 or not it's never Groundhog Day for me here, because there's always a fresh batch of great old family pics waiting for me to decode the cars within. To enter yours, simple tag 'em with #davescaridservice, respect the guidelines, and be patient.
And PLEASE: these threads are designed as a relaxing sanctuary, a mental palate cleanser from the routine anger and stupidity of this site. Your buzzkill politics are unwelcome, and injecting them herein will result in a permanent block.
Mercy sakes alive. How do the kids put it? This pic goes HARD. The Anti-Automobile Theft Association was not messing around here. Maybe a firearm ace can ID the weapon, but I can tell no punk car thieves are gonna outrun their circa 1922 Stutz touring.
Obviously I had to dig into a bit more on this outfit, and it turns out the Anti-Automobile Theft Association was founded in 1918 as an offshoot of the Anti-Horse Theft Association, founded 1854. I defy you to name a more American sounding organization than either of those.
I stand corrected! Anti-Automobile THIEF Association and Anti-Horse THIEF Association. Which are somehow even more ominous. Any civic do-gooder can advise you on safeguarding your vehicle and/or horse; it take gusto to go after the varmints, with guns.
WOW. An astonishing show-stopper family keepsake here from pre-revolution Cuba, filled with visual wonders: beautiful fashions, a swaying palm, a handsome MCM structure, and and equally handsome 1952 Cadillac Series 62 2 door sedan.
Maybe it is Groundhog Day for me after all? I thought I had ID'd this in a previous episode, and turns out I did. But I'll do so again because it's one of my fave cars: dapper Dad is aside a 1940 Mercury Deluxe 8 convertible.
Quick note: I always ID your requests with a Quote Tweet rather than direct reply. Please check your QTs/RTs before resubmitting an ID requests.
All men wore ties at the time, it was the hat that indicated social status; Grampa's stately Homburg, while the gent with his faithful Fido on left rocks a humble soft newsboy cap. Car: 1922-24 Ford T 4 door sedan.
Methinks this Singapore traffic cop stopped more traffic with her legs than her hands. The delivery van is a circa 1966 Ford Anglia Thames, scooter is a mid-late 60s Piaggio Vespa 90. Blanking on the car to left, but smells a little Hillman-y?
@ArquetteSisters
Another visit to classic Singapore for #DavesCarIDService. I am pretty sure the photo was taken somewhere around Singapore's Parliament House based off of the colonial buildings, the delivery van not so much. https://t.co/g97HyaB05p
Get a room, you two! HBD to Dad, seen here with a barbershop-fresh Brylcreemed mop, snogging on his beautiful bride. Their chariot, a 1967-68 Chevy Impala coupe, and looks like their honeymoon was at... some sort of industrial site?
@JuanMcGowen
@iowahawkblog My Dad's birthday today. Pictured here on about the happiest day of his life. #DavesCarIDService https://t.co/2DTMO7fVe8
Dash it all! Something felt wrong about that quick ID, and sadly I must retract and correct: it is a 1966 Chevy Impala coupe. The dashboard never lies.
Another precise ID made possible by dashboard forensics: a pre-happy 90th to unassuming bespectacled young Step-Pops, wearing a wry smile knowing he's packing a Fireball Straight 8 and Dynaflow automatic in his 1950 Buick Super 2 door sedan.
@bwohlgemuth
@iowahawkblog A bit of help requested on this one for my soon to be 90 year old stepdad in his younger days #DavesCarIDService https://t.co/0EiKZtdxzn
*The reflection of the Buick ventiports on driver's door confirm, and could themselves have ID'd the car. Try THAT, "artificial intelligence."
Ah, Austin's beloved Drag, aka Guadelupe ("Gwa-da-LOOP") Street. Longtime home of UT students, hippie acid casualties, slackers, crustpunk Drag Worms, and missionary Scientologists. The parade dignitaries ride in a 1968 Lincoln Continental.
@ajwimsatt
@iowahawkblog
I took this picture in 1983 of a parade on The Drag in Austin. What is the classic ride?
I hate to disappoint you and nephew that it's a 1931 Chevy Independence coupe, but I admire Grandma's sassy insouciance here that says not even Henry Ford can tell her what to drive. And may I offer her a gentlemanly hubba-hubba?
@Kear282
Some help with this car? I hope this is a Ford my grandmother is showing off here. If it is, I’ll give the photo to my nephew who manages a Ford dealership. #davescaridservice https://t.co/9aHdX7yV6s
Obviously an arthouse campus cinema that catered to Film Studies graduate student auteurs. I believe this may have been a Sergei Eisenstein double feature.
@AnnaZ
@iowahawkblog I have questions, @ajwimsatt. https://t.co/GWJSLAlB31
Boy howdy, how 'bout this corker? When Great Gramps got a new car, he wasn't gonna hide his light under a bushel. It was time to parade the Missus around town on the hood, honking the ah-oo-gah horn. 1923 Ford Model T coupe, presuming date is correct.
*by the way, perhaps a kindly photoshop whiz could repair/ correct that cherished family image for him.
You have my express permission to absolutely posterize your arrogant brother with a Dave's Car ID Service-confirmed 1966 Olds Cutlass F-85 thunderdunk.
Drat, I am running dangerously short of family pic ID inventory. In order to preserve it, I must now venture to the dreaded Island of Mis-Hashtagged Car ID requests.
Warning: please do not misspell the official hashtag, lest your ID requests languish her for months and months,
Looks like little buzzcut FIL is calling dibs on the shiny 1952 Chevy.
Good lord, how more Seventies could this be? Looks like empire waist prom queen is overcome with the Hai Karate aroma of her two-tone-tux escort and his mighty 1970 Olds Cutlass 442. (ht to @katie_midw30281 for the misspelled hashtag notice).
@USATRUMPMAN1
The car is two years old it said in the story? Who knows what year it is? https://t.co/cbbYHljchl
Apologies for the 1-year delay due to the missing hashtag "s," but I am delighted to inform you Gramps-In-Law's car her is a splendid 1955 Dodge Custom Royal Lancer 4 door sedan in daring coral-white 2 tone. It had a Hemi in it!
@ToddCodge
@iowahawkblog When you’d get a chance we’d love to know what this car is. My wife’s grandpa just passed and this was his first car. After retiring from farming he tried to find it again. No one can remember what it was. #DaveCarIDService https://t.co/DvYl84RRTi
Not to mention Grandpa's fantastic outfit, more at home on a Memphis rockabilly rebel than a farmer. And Dodge's scaled down 1950s Red Ram Hemi was a mini version of the King of the Hill Chrysler, but a hemi nonetheless. I considered putting one into one of my hot rods.
Shades of Animal House! The dreaded "Daves CARL D service" hashtag revealed another fantastic parade photo from the UT Drag, when the most Bohemian crowd were a few beatniks. Nice 53 Chevy Bel Air ragtop in foreground.
@brizzlll
@iowahawkblog #DavesCarlDService One more from the dad archives: Austin's Guadalupe Street (as viewed from campus) in the early 60s. Building on the left is the Woo. https://t.co/Nk0cXmtmcl
Well hello, Miss Waterski! May I invite you for a post-parade meal at my famous restaurant, as far as you know, the Burge R Haus?
Gotta close soon, and thanks for your personal Groundhog Day car memories. I guess my personal "one that got away" would be my first, this 1969 Chevy Malibu I bought at age 14 and subsequently hopped up. Not really all that fast, with its anemic 307 / Powerglide combo, but there were, um, events that occurred inside which bring back fond memories.
"HEY! Have you ever heard of single premium life? Because I think that could really be the ticket for you."
It's deja vu all over again at #DavesCarIDService today as we analyze the delightfully awful cars of Groundhog Day. To the right of Ned Ryerson: 1982 Renault Fuego.Hey, who's hungry for flapjacks? No better way to bust out of the ol' routine than have a few drinks with the boys, borrow a 1974 Cadillac Eldorado convertible, and go on a joy ride down the nearest train tracks? Don't forget your seatbelts!
*Dave reminds you: friends don't let friends drive.But if you're really, really feeling in a rut, maybe it's time for you and that ol' groundhog to break out of your cages for for a fun filled spontaneous road trip. In this case, in a 1971 Chevy C-10 pickup.Sometimes routine isn't all that bad. My Groundhog Day question for you: what old car of yours would you love to to wake up to over and over again? Tell me about the one that got away in the comments.February 2 or not it's never Groundhog Day for me here, because there's always a fresh batch of great old family pics waiting for me to decode the cars within. To enter yours, simple tag 'em with #davescaridservice, respect the guidelines, and be patient.
And PLEASE: these threads are designed as a relaxing sanctuary, a mental palate cleanser from the routine anger and stupidity of this site. Your buzzkill politics are unwelcome, and injecting them herein will result in a permanent block.Mercy sakes alive. How do the kids put it? This pic goes HARD. The Anti-Automobile Theft Association was not messing around here. Maybe a firearm ace can ID the weapon, but I can tell no punk car thieves are gonna outrun their circa 1922 Stutz touring.This logo absolutely rules.
Obviously I had to dig into a bit more on this outfit, and it turns out the Anti-Automobile Theft Association was founded in 1918 as an offshoot of the Anti-Horse Theft Association, founded 1854. I defy you to name a more American sounding organization than either of those.I stand corrected! Anti-Automobile THIEF Association and Anti-Horse THIEF Association. Which are somehow even more ominous. Any civic do-gooder can advise you on safeguarding your vehicle and/or horse; it take gusto to go after the varmints, with guns.WOW. An astonishing show-stopper family keepsake here from pre-revolution Cuba, filled with visual wonders: beautiful fashions, a swaying palm, a handsome MCM structure, and and equally handsome 1952 Cadillac Series 62 2 door sedan.Maybe it is Groundhog Day for me after all? I thought I had ID'd this in a previous episode, and turns out I did. But I'll do so again because it's one of my fave cars: dapper Dad is aside a 1940 Mercury Deluxe 8 convertible.Quick note: I always ID your requests with a Quote Tweet rather than direct reply. Please check your QTs/RTs before resubmitting an ID requests.All men wore ties at the time, it was the hat that indicated social status; Grampa's stately Homburg, while the gent with his faithful Fido on left rocks a humble soft newsboy cap. Car: 1922-24 Ford T 4 door sedan.Methinks this Singapore traffic cop stopped more traffic with her legs than her hands. The delivery van is a circa 1966 Ford Anglia Thames, scooter is a mid-late 60s Piaggio Vespa 90. Blanking on the car to left, but smells a little Hillman-y?Get a room, you two! HBD to Dad, seen here with a barbershop-fresh Brylcreemed mop, snogging on his beautiful bride. Their chariot, a 1967-68 Chevy Impala coupe, and looks like their honeymoon was at... some sort of industrial site?Dash it all! Something felt wrong about that quick ID, and sadly I must retract and correct: it is a 1966 Chevy Impala coupe. The dashboard never lies.Another precise ID made possible by dashboard forensics: a pre-happy 90th to unassuming bespectacled young Step-Pops, wearing a wry smile knowing he's packing a Fireball Straight 8 and Dynaflow automatic in his 1950 Buick Super 2 door sedan.*The reflection of the Buick ventiports on driver's door confirm, and could themselves have ID'd the car. Try THAT, "artificial intelligence."Ah, Austin's beloved Drag, aka Guadelupe ("Gwa-da-LOOP") Street. Longtime home of UT students, hippie acid casualties, slackers, crustpunk Drag Worms, and missionary Scientologists. The parade dignitaries ride in a 1968 Lincoln Continental.I hate to disappoint you and nephew that it's a 1931 Chevy Independence coupe, but I admire Grandma's sassy insouciance here that says not even Henry Ford can tell her what to drive. And may I offer her a gentlemanly hubba-hubba?Obviously an arthouse campus cinema that catered to Film Studies graduate student auteurs. I believe this may have been a Sergei Eisenstein double feature.Boy howdy, how 'bout this corker? When Great Gramps got a new car, he wasn't gonna hide his light under a bushel. It was time to parade the Missus around town on the hood, honking the ah-oo-gah horn. 1923 Ford Model T coupe, presuming date is correct.*by the way, perhaps a kindly photoshop whiz could repair/ correct that cherished family image for him.You have my express permission to absolutely posterize your arrogant brother with a Dave's Car ID Service-confirmed 1966 Olds Cutlass F-85 thunderdunk.Drat, I am running dangerously short of family pic ID inventory. In order to preserve it, I must now venture to the dreaded Island of Mis-Hashtagged Car ID requests.
Warning: please do not misspell the official hashtag, lest your ID requests languish her for months and months,Looks like little buzzcut FIL is calling dibs on the shiny 1952 Chevy.Good lord, how more Seventies could this be? Looks like empire waist prom queen is overcome with the Hai Karate aroma of her two-tone-tux escort and his mighty 1970 Olds Cutlass 442. (ht to @katie_midw30281 for the misspelled hashtag notice).Apologies for the 1-year delay due to the missing hashtag "s," but I am delighted to inform you Gramps-In-Law's car her is a splendid 1955 Dodge Custom Royal Lancer 4 door sedan in daring coral-white 2 tone. It had a Hemi in it!Not to mention Grandpa's fantastic outfit, more at home on a Memphis rockabilly rebel than a farmer. And Dodge's scaled down 1950s Red Ram Hemi was a mini version of the King of the Hill Chrysler, but a hemi nonetheless. I considered putting one into one of my hot rods.Shades of Animal House! The dreaded "Daves CARL D service" hashtag revealed another fantastic parade photo from the UT Drag, when the most Bohemian crowd were a few beatniks. Nice 53 Chevy Bel Air ragtop in foreground.Well hello, Miss Waterski! May I invite you for a post-parade meal at my famous restaurant, as far as you know, the Burge R Haus?Gotta close soon, and thanks for your personal Groundhog Day car memories. I guess my personal "one that got away" would be my first, this 1969 Chevy Malibu I bought at age 14 and subsequently hopped up. Not really all that fast, with its anemic 307 / Powerglide combo, but there were, um, events that occurred inside which bring back fond memories.
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"HEY! Have you ever heard of single premium life? Because I think that could really be the ticket for you."
It's deja vu all over again at #DavesCarIDService today as we analyze the delightfully awful cars of Groundhog Day. To the right of Ned Ryerson: 1982 Renault Fuego. ... Hey, who's hungry for flapjacks? No better way to bust out of the ol' routine than have a few drinks with the boys, borrow a 1974 Cadillac Eldorado convertible, and go on a joy ride down the nearest train tracks? Don't forget your seatbelts!
*Dave reminds you: friends don't let friends drive. ... But if you're really, really feeling in a rut, maybe it's time for you and that ol' groundhog to break out of your cages for for a fun filled spontaneous road trip. In this case, in a 1971 Chevy C-10 pickup. ... Sometimes routine isn't all that bad. My Groundhog Day question for you: what old car of yours would you love to to wake up to over and over again? Tell me about the one that got away in the comments. ... February 2 or not it's never Groundhog Day for me here, because there's always a fresh batch of great old family pics waiting for me to decode the cars within. To enter yours, simple tag 'em with #davescaridservice, respect the guidelines, and be patient.
And PLEASE: these threads are designed as a relaxing sanctuary, a mental palate cleanser from the routine anger and stupidity of this site. Your buzzkill politics are unwelcome, and injecting them herein will result in a permanent block. ... Mercy sakes alive. How do the kids put it? This pic goes HARD. The Anti-Automobile Theft Association was not messing around here. Maybe a firearm ace can ID the weapon, but I can tell no punk car thieves are gonna outrun their circa 1922 Stutz touring. ... This logo absolutely rules.
Obviously I had to dig into a bit more on this outfit, and it turns out the Anti-Automobile Theft Association was founded in 1918 as an offshoot of the Anti-Horse Theft Association, founded 1854. I defy you to name a more American sounding organization than either of those. ... I stand corrected! Anti-Automobile THIEF Association and Anti-Horse THIEF Association. Which are somehow even more ominous. Any civic do-gooder can advise you on safeguarding your vehicle and/or horse; it take gusto to go after the varmints, with guns. ... WOW. An astonishing show-stopper family keepsake here from pre-revolution Cuba, filled with visual wonders: beautiful fashions, a swaying palm, a handsome MCM structure, and and equally handsome 1952 Cadillac Series 62 2 door sedan. ... Maybe it is Groundhog Day for me after all? I thought I had ID'd this in a previous episode, and turns out I did. But I'll do so again because it's one of my fave cars: dapper Dad is aside a 1940 Mercury Deluxe 8 convertible. ... Quick note: I always ID your requests with a Quote Tweet rather than direct reply. Please check your QTs/RTs before resubmitting an ID requests. ... All men wore ties at the time, it was the hat that indicated social status; Grampa's stately Homburg, while the gent with his faithful Fido on left rocks a humble soft newsboy cap. Car: 1922-24 Ford T 4 door sedan. ... Methinks this Singapore traffic cop stopped more traffic with her legs than her hands. The delivery van is a circa 1966 Ford Anglia Thames, scooter is a mid-late 60s Piaggio Vespa 90. Blanking on the car to left, but smells a little Hillman-y? ... Get a room, you two! HBD to Dad, seen here with a barbershop-fresh Brylcreemed mop, snogging on his beautiful bride. Their chariot, a 1967-68 Chevy Impala coupe, and looks like their honeymoon was at... some sort of industrial site? ... Dash it all! Something felt wrong about that quick ID, and sadly I must retract and correct: it is a 1966 Chevy Impala coupe. The dashboard never lies. ... Another precise ID made possible by dashboard forensics: a pre-happy 90th to unassuming bespectacled young Step-Pops, wearing a wry smile knowing he's packing a Fireball Straight 8 and Dynaflow automatic in his 1950 Buick Super 2 door sedan. ... *The reflection of the Buick ventiports on driver's door confirm, and could themselves have ID'd the car. Try THAT, "artificial intelligence." ... Ah, Austin's beloved Drag, aka Guadelupe ("Gwa-da-LOOP") Street. Longtime home of UT students, hippie acid casualties, slackers, crustpunk Drag Worms, and missionary Scientologists. The parade dignitaries ride in a 1968 Lincoln Continental. ... I hate to disappoint you and nephew that it's a 1931 Chevy Independence coupe, but I admire Grandma's sassy insouciance here that says not even Henry Ford can tell her what to drive. And may I offer her a gentlemanly hubba-hubba? ... Obviously an arthouse campus cinema that catered to Film Studies graduate student auteurs. I believe this may have been a Sergei Eisenstein double feature. ... Boy howdy, how 'bout this corker? When Great Gramps got a new car, he wasn't gonna hide his light under a bushel. It was time to parade the Missus around town on the hood, honking the ah-oo-gah horn. 1923 Ford Model T coupe, presuming date is correct. ... *by the way, perhaps a kindly photoshop whiz could repair/ correct that cherished family image for him. ... You have my express permission to absolutely posterize your arrogant brother with a Dave's Car ID Service-confirmed 1966 Olds Cutlass F-85 thunderdunk. ... Drat, I am running dangerously short of family pic ID inventory. In order to preserve it, I must now venture to the dreaded Island of Mis-Hashtagged Car ID requests.
Warning: please do not misspell the official hashtag, lest your ID requests languish her for months and months, ... Looks like little buzzcut FIL is calling dibs on the shiny 1952 Chevy. ... Good lord, how more Seventies could this be? Looks like empire waist prom queen is overcome with the Hai Karate aroma of her two-tone-tux escort and his mighty 1970 Olds Cutlass 442. (ht to @katie_midw30281 for the misspelled hashtag notice). ... Apologies for the 1-year delay due to the missing hashtag "s," but I am delighted to inform you Gramps-In-Law's car her is a splendid 1955 Dodge Custom Royal Lancer 4 door sedan in daring coral-white 2 tone. It had a Hemi in it! ... Not to mention Grandpa's fantastic outfit, more at home on a Memphis rockabilly rebel than a farmer. And Dodge's scaled down 1950s Red Ram Hemi was a mini version of the King of the Hill Chrysler, but a hemi nonetheless. I considered putting one into one of my hot rods. ... Shades of Animal House! The dreaded "Daves CARL D service" hashtag revealed another fantastic parade photo from the UT Drag, when the most Bohemian crowd were a few beatniks. Nice 53 Chevy Bel Air ragtop in foreground. ... Well hello, Miss Waterski! May I invite you for a post-parade meal at my famous restaurant, as far as you know, the Burge R Haus? ... Gotta close soon, and thanks for your personal Groundhog Day car memories. I guess my personal "one that got away" would be my first, this 1969 Chevy Malibu I bought at age 14 and subsequently hopped up. Not really all that fast, with its anemic 307 / Powerglide combo, but there were, um, events that occurred inside which bring back fond memories.
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