An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Granny has an Austin-Healy Bug Eye Sprite and is probably looking for the absent door handles or getting high from huffing the smell of petrol, leather stain, and motor oil.
I'm at the point of doing this on purpose and posting photos of classic autos just to see who can name them first.In this case, Granny would be proud. You win Mr. X. Your prize: some hot Chicken Soup. If you had named the cars in the background you'd have gotten an extra prize of fresh baked bread.
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