So for a little cultural whiplash L. and I went from Oakland to the Antioch Fairgrounds for Billetproof, “The World’s Least Important Car Show” where this, if it’s any kind of “Old School”,

is of the decidedly uncool school that takes Librace unironically as a role model and wasn’t

the droid we were looking for.  In the parking lot this came much closer…

and, once inside the gates,

…notwithstanding an early preponderance of what James Gardiner, who did the initial build of my ’45, would call “Ninja Turtle Green”, things got more interesting

…and, if one takes a close look at what’s stuffed under the hood of this ’38 Dodge, faster;

There was also a lot of Chevy’s “Hugger Orange”, much like Lincoln’s “Matador Red” with which my VW cabriolet was painted after the first time I wrecked it back in ’61, and this Baja Beast, street legal.

A rare 1960 Chevrolet sedan delivery;

Fields of Fords;

…a bitchen Lincoln, other interesting specimens

and forties Fords in greens, another curious choice of hue;

the perennial five window deuce [above and below];

More elemental [and looking like the most fun to drive];

or weird

Fords, Fords…grille-volution; 1938, 1937…

and as temps climbed the scene under the trees became the place to be…

Extremists, and less so…to be continued…

M