So, the other day while waiting for my brother, yeah thehorsefarmer, to arrive with his beautiful bride and their granddaughter to arrive to attend a local car show, I read about an even cooler show the esteemed Mr. Brennan shared with us, surfed a couple blogs and decided to gather a quick cruise on the beach. As I was returning to my Taj Mahal, this olelongrooffan spotted yet another Coupe deVille hey, (at least it’s not another LaSalle!) in the parking lot of the local bank that is America.
This illogically parked luxury sedan captured this olelongrooffan’s attention as I was cruising at the legal speed limit of 35 mph on A1A, the local main drag here beachside in the Birthplace of Speed. I mean, if you own a huge ass coupe, wouldn’t you really try to pull as far into the parking space as you could?
So, as my fellow Hoons can see, this thing is absolutely HUGE. With the rear deck nearly as long as the hood out front. Plenty of room in this trunk for all things illegal. Hey, this olelongrooffan is talking about sneaking into drive-in movies—get your mind out of the gutter.
This triple black beauty with blackwall tires appears to be almost sinister in form. While I’m not 100% certain, this Coupe de Ville would be either a 69 or 70 but since I am terrible at identifying caddy model years, I’m going to leave it at late 60’s or early 70’s Coupe de Ville.
This olelongrooffan only hopes the air conditioning box was checked when this coupe was built and it is still in operable condition. Because even with those tinted windows, this black beauty has to be hot as hades in our Florida sunshine.
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