The Firebird III is an extraordinary car representative of an “anything goes” optimistic age now long gone.
Featured in this post is a 8.5″ square, 8-page grayscale brochure of GM Design Staff from the early 1960s.
A lot of wonderful artwork was pitched. That makes what was saved that much more special.
I had a bad feeling about this. That burlap wasn’t put in at the factory and didn’t get there on its own.
An automotive enthusiast’s personal apocalypse. A story in the not-so-distant future in which Mr. Randel, caught up in a system not of his making, faces the inevitability of having the government confiscate his car, and remembers the time when he had the freedom and the means to enjoy driving. He realizes that it’s too late and that things have gone way too far to ever go back.
At first, I hardly noticed the truck there. But later I found myself constantly glancing over to where it was parked to see if it had moved
My dad no doubt saw the car for what it was, and sold it.
The next morning I was half asleep when I walked into my garage through the side door. The first thing that hit me was the color blue.