Vintage cars lined the streets of old town Lewisville, Texas. “Oooh”s and “Ahhh”s could be heard from the excited crowd as they milled about snapping pictures. Bustling crew members wiped every speck of road dust from the cars until they gleamed as if they were on a show room floor. The exhausted drivers in the Great American Race seemed oblivious to it all as they grabbed a bite to eat and stretched after a long day on the road.
It was the first time this summer that it has been actually “hot” here in North Texas. Y’all remember in that movie “Airplane” when the pilot was under pressure and sweat poured in buckets down his face? Yeah. That’s what it was like. I was melting in the heat. Can you imagine driving in a car with no air conditioning all the way from Concord, NC to Anaheim, CA? Those drivers are much hardier souls than I am, that’s for sure.
Right now, the driver’s are all smiles, but they still have the desert (and a record heat wave) in front of them. They may have forced grins on their faces by the time all that is done! I asked one of the participants if the rain and flooding had been a problem. They said that they had to take one detour yesterday, because of flooding at the Red River, but other than that there had been no problems. If that’s the worst they have in fourteen days on the road, they will be lucky indeed.
Unfortunately, because of the goofy people everywhere, it was difficult to get good shots of the cars. And, my dear husband, bless his heart, misunderstood the concept. He was taking pictures of what interested him, and forgetting that my audience perhaps wouldn’t thrill to motor parts. He did get a few shots that were usable, and has promised to remember the audience next time.
One of his co-workers was there, because the fellow’s father was in the race. He was driving a wonderful rambler, and we had a good picture of it. Unfortunately “technical difficulties” (ahem!) caused that picture to be erased from the camera’s memory, but we have a shot of the interior.
Because my husband loves Volvos, we had to seek one out. We found one, that came to participate all the way from Germany (transporting that across The Pond must have cost a pretty penny!), with a video camera mounted on the dashboard. Wouldn’t it be great if this driver was showing the videos of his trek somewhere on the internet?
If you are interested in perhaps seeing the race as it heads westward, you can find the schedule on the website. You’ll see a lot more cars if you visit it yourself. But, now, if y’all want to see some engines, steering wheels, and dashboards—-I’ve got some pictures I can show you!