One Willy Sweet Ride

I was standing on the street Saturday just admiring the cars and then a sound cut clean through the noise of the crowd.  It was a sound of mechanical heaven: The whine of a gear-driven massive hunk of precision honed metal parts breathing through the pipes of ready-for-battle hard stainless steel. As  a want-to-be gear head I know this sound and I turned towards it. The thing a big block blown Willys Coupe!  I made may way down the street this beast went down and to take several shots of it. As has been the case, at least with me, I ask if I could take some pictures and the owner said “sure”.  I talked to him for a bit and he said he drove this from his home forty-miles away without one hiccup.No trailer-queen here folks. Now that’s cool! As others gathered around  I headed out to check out more cars and realized later I did not ask him what year it was. I am thinking the mid-nineteen-thirties. None the less here is one willy sweet ride.

Author: The Jagged Man

I am a 59 year old guy who is asking questions about life like "what does it all mean?" and " how come hair will not grow on my head but grows real fast on my ears and back?" you know the deep stuff. I believe in Jesus Christ and that He died for all. The rest I am still working on. View all posts by The Jagged Man