My father had a '59 Chevy Impala. In my memory, it looked like this, although it was yellow, or closer to yellow-green. And it had Chevy hubcaps, not mag wheels. Close enough, anyway. Sadly he got rid of it before I could drive, because I wanted it for my first car.
It was a boat. And the tail fins were already badly out of fashion. But it was "space age," and I loved it passionately.
I got to drive that Chevy a few times. That was a magnificent car. And it was HUGE. Matt Gaetz could hold cheer practice in that back seat.— YesterdayIsAHardWordForHat (@Popehat) July 27, 2022