Not all women love cars. But if you can find one who does, you’re a lucky man. And if that special woman you find can open the hood of one and tell you that you’re oil is topped off but your generator belt is about to blow, then I’m telling you — you have found a Goddess.
The car is a ’40 Ford and the woman (Goddess) is the mother of a friend of mine. Thanks, Steve, for use of this wonderful photograph.