I’m heading out this morning for a rather historic trip. This weekend is the national winter meet of the Antique Automobile Club of America in Lakeland, Florida, and the Pontiac has been entered in the Driver Participation Class. This is its first official show as an antique, and while it will not be judged and accorded points for restoration, it will be evaluated for its overall condition and authenticity; which, if I may say so (and thanks in large part to the good people at A Auto Tech), is pretty damn good.
In a way, I’ve been waiting a very long time for this weekend. When I bought the car in 1989, I didn’t really think about it becoming an antique, but I did decide that I would keep the car as long as it ran without going to extraordinary measures to keep it going. Well, that was 24 years and some 250,000 miles ago, and it’s still going.
I’ve taken some good-natured ribbing from friends and fellow antique car hobbyists about driving a car that bespeaks a movie starring Chevy Chase, especially given my love for Mustangs. But in a hobby where a lot of other people have Mustangs or Corvettes or the high-end cars like Mercedes-Benzs, I’m confident that there won’t be too many other 1988 Pontiac 6000 LE Safari stations on the show field.
This is also the weekend of the 7th annual Boca Raton Concours d’Elegance. Once I’m done with the show in Lakeland, I and some friends are heading back across the state to be judges at the show on Sunday. (No, the Pontiac is not entered in that show. Maybe next year.) I’ll get to dress up in my navy blue blazer and khakis and hang out with some very high-end cars and rich white Republicans. It is always a fun show, and I love being an infiltrator because I grew up with people like that and I can hold my own with the best of them. Besides, I drive a car that is the quintessential RWR vehicle of Suburbia and country clubs. I’ll fit right in.
What this also means is that blogging will be minimal between now and Sunday evening. I’ll check in and perhaps post some pictures of the the shows, but for now, this is it. Wish me luck (and a minimum of car trouble), and I’ll see you Sunday after the show.
UPDATE: Just to let you know that we arrived safe and sound in Lakeland. The Pontiac did fine: it got about 27 mpg, which is pretty damn good for a car of that age and size.