[And do YOU drive a 1955 car to work?]
Not me, I drive a 1957 Bel Air instead. Built like a brick outhouse.
I'm sure you know you're in a very dangerous car. I'd love to own one. But would not take chances with my life with one.
And the styling of a jet plane....
Had me one o’ them fitty sebum Bel Air, bought it eight years old for five hundred dollars. I cruelly mistreated it and then traded it off. I should have found a building to put it in and kept it.