One of the best parts of this gig is meeting new and interesting people. John, shown here casually getting himself out of the shot, is a good example. We got to talking one day about stuff, and although he doesn't know much about baseball, he knows a lot about old cars. Turns out John's quite the antique car collector. He's got a giant barn full of them. Model T's, the works. This is the one he chooses to tool around in. In case you don't recognize it, you're looking at a 1931 Ford A400 convertible, parked in the backyard of the shop. He tells me she'll go over the mountain no problem, although he usually chooses to go the long way around.
In his words, 'what's the hurry?'