Cruisin'...

'66 Shelby Mustang. A beautiful car, and one of my favorites. I love how they didn't need to build it up to be a "super" muscle car.
It had its own category, which was sleek and secret. Two racing stripes were its only flair, and it wears them proudly.

More and more I've come to realize that a car that is not "dressed" up looks the best. No loud noise, no stickers, no crazy rims. Just smooth lines in the metal, a low profile and a basic paint job. Now that is classic.