Driving on Tesson Ferry tonight, I had the pleasure of driving behind this rare relic of the early muscle car days. It's an AMC Javelin, which is rare enough, but it appears that it might be a little more special. It could very well be a "Mark Donohue" edition, which was a car sold so that AMC could compete with Ford, GM, and Chrysler in the Trans-Am racing series of the late 60's and early 70's. If my history is right, this should be a 1970 and it should have had the 290 horsepower 360 V-8, although AMC was well known for fudging details as it struggled to remain in business. It was a very, very nice example. I consider myself lucky to have a photo of it.
There are two (count them, TWO!) AMC AMX cars in my neighborhood. AMX's are shortened Javelin's and are a bit odd looking but cool nonetheless. Both are in rough shape. But it's nice to see something different once in a while.
Hanna played an old lady in her school play last night. I laughed so hard when they turned the lights up and I saw her and her bestie standing together in costume. So awesome. She had on some really cool stuff from the thrift shop, including some orthopedic shoes.
Still having makeup on, she emerged from the play looking happy and strangely old. The glasses were icing on the cake. Bravo!
After a day of chewing, wrecking, bounding, trashing, and general mayhem, Rex is usually calm at some point before bedtime. He has yet to reconcile his size with his tendency to be a lap dog. Here, he is snoring.