Back to the Fifties, or BTTF as it is sometimes referred to, fills up the Minnesota Fair Grounds like like a steamroller of automotive goodness. You can find dealers of cheap trinkets or twenty thousand dollar roller frames. You will see rusty rods with their temporary tags fresh from the day before sitting next to lead sleds with insured values close to that of my house.
But you do get spoiled.
If I, or you, or anyone, saw any one of these machines out in the real world, going down some back country road, bumping and jumping down the freeway, it is like a treat, a special goody bag just for you.
But do you get spoiled.
Maybe next year I will take a break from the big show and just go to the cruise spots during the weekend nights. It's cheaper than the price of admission as long as I can deal with the traffic--but that's what we do--we like the traffic.
As long as there's a few nice things to look at among the regular traffic.
Shifting gears and burning rubber,
geoff