My apologies to all the Ford lovers out there. 😄
The one thing that struck me the most was how each of the classic cars displayed a uniqueness, from the color of the paint to the individuals who drove them. From large wheeled monster trucks to suped-up low-riders crowding the streets, not to be outdone by showroom quality stingrays or rusted out rat-rods.
Every car brought something unique to the table, not to mention the smile on the driver’s faces.
The locals assured us the steroid hyped-up car show was something they looked forward to every year. They attended so they didn’t miss the burnouts, flame throwers, boat cars and even the gigantic flyer wagon cruising up and down Beach Boulevard.
However, you might be wondering what a deep south car show has to do with writing.
