Anyway, we spent an evening in Hopewell, NJ, recently, looking at vintage cars, and here are some reflections in and about shiny objects:

A classic. Reminds me of the clocks outside my elementary school in Sweden.

What - no GPS? No Check Engine light? (Which always comes on, at least on my Subaru, and then goes off, for no reason at all.) But this is all you need, I think, and it was on a 1932 Ford truck. Red, of course.

I can't decide what this Corvette grill reminds me of. A grill of course, but more a lamprey mouth, a leech with sawing teeth, or a shark? Or jail cell window? It looks pretty mean. And here is a different one, similar style.

I love these 'gangster cars', which I think look like something out of movies about Al Capone's Chicago. Did you know he had a bullet-proof car?

A classic. Practical. Box. Works. Well. But mint-green?

The US in LOTUS. OK, you can drool with these guys. I think older cars are a lot more fun than these, so how about this one? Porsche 911 T Targa from 1971 - first owned by the King of Sweden. But most things with four wheels that don't look like today's mainstream cars are interesting.

I love blue. There is no other reason for this photo.

Tiny engines under giant hoods. Flip-flop.
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