Over the past year, my interest in classic cars has drastically increased. This might be because of my dad’s 56 Simca Aronde chopped-top hot rod and my constant attendance to hot rod shows. My interest blew up after attending yet another El Mirage event after having been absent for years. Since then, I’ve been obsessed with listening to late 40’s and 50’s music all the time and fantasizing about owning a gas-guzzling, slammed and rusted rat rod.
I took a big liking to the 1954 Bel Air/210 and have also been considering selling my S13 to start a 54 Chevy project. These cars are gorgeous.
Knowing me though, I’d probably end up making it look like this.
Which I wouldn’t mind.