Red and I were coming back from South Carolina this morning and passed one of these on I-40 east of Knoxville. The 4-lane part where the sign suggests 65 mph but everybody goes 85.
Here are the facts I gathered in about 10 seconds maximum: It was silver. Dude was driving it I don't know how fast (slow). It had an antique tag on it and the guy had it in the next-to-fastest lane getting his doors blown off on both sides by a conveyor belt of cars going WAY faster.
Dude was white-knuckle squeezing the wheel, staring straight ahead. He looked terrified, really. Coming up on it, I was so fixated with the three tail lights that I failed to even notice the split rear window. I don't know anything about Vettes, but it sure caught my eye.
With the three tail lights, it had to be a 63 didn't it?
Here are the facts I gathered in about 10 seconds maximum: It was silver. Dude was driving it I don't know how fast (slow). It had an antique tag on it and the guy had it in the next-to-fastest lane getting his doors blown off on both sides by a conveyor belt of cars going WAY faster.
Dude was white-knuckle squeezing the wheel, staring straight ahead. He looked terrified, really. Coming up on it, I was so fixated with the three tail lights that I failed to even notice the split rear window. I don't know anything about Vettes, but it sure caught my eye.
With the three tail lights, it had to be a 63 didn't it?
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