Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Lamborghini Anxiety

Ever get nervous that someone is going to scratch or dent your ride when it's parked in close quarters? Well, I have and the dang car wasn't even mine! Still, it was a nail biter for nearly 40-minutes.

Coming off that shoot, it was to a convention-of-sort- of several auto clubs in Dallas and their weekly show somewhere in the Metroplex. Now, these cars are old, generally, but have been tripped out by their owners and instantly become an item of pride. It's also like a mini BBQ cook off with each conclave of club members doing their own cooking and feeding their own families and crews. One member who goes by the name Tiny Loko,did offer me a bottle of water, which was very much appreciated. Although, it was declined because I carry my own water when out shooting, especially in hot or humid conditions, or both!

I have always loved car shows. My uncle was a 30-year union electrician at Cobo Hall in Detroit when it was built.  He gave  me and my dad a very interesting and in depth look at behind-the-scene at Cobo. We also got a chance to see the car show of all car shows in Detroit, when Detroit was at the peak of its glory. I will always remember that car show and the super tour of behind-the-scenes of the show and of Cobo itself.

Still, that Lamborghini had me on pins and needles. The sound of that engine was awesome. It's a 7-speed stick where shifting really is fun. The truck is for special shipments for protection and some privacy. For that reason, alone, I did try to respect that. However, it was being loaded on a public street and not on private property so, it was game for editorial use.

I'll do a seperate post of some of the cars at the Dallas Auto Clubs Show at Flap Pole Hill. 
The Prep. Tires are expensive, too!

15-minutes to get to here and the space gets closer.

There! Tie'er down securely. Note the plad pads on two of the GT to keep its rag top from hitting the roof for any reason. This is the way to ship your car. The truck is a registered user of the Secure Container Program at the Port of Oakland, Ca.



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