Morning/afternoon errands

Ran to Wal Mart to get a few items, which became an afternoon flea market run. I turned up a few goodies for not much money.

Ford Thunderbird:


1970 Chevrolet Monte Carlo SS454:


(yes, another) Shelby Cobra 427 S/C:


1972 Datsun 240Z:



... yes, I am a fucking addict.

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