“Poppa said ‘Son you’re going to drive me to drinking if you don’t stop driving that hotrod Lincoln.”‘
I rolled into Sun Valley for a little mix in the training scene. I had to visit my friend Max, who has just begun to call the Wood River Valley home. Heading into the drive I ran into Max and this sweet ’63 Lincoln. The old school Continentals have always had a certain appeal. I couldn’t resist getting behind the wheel of this 4,500 pound beauty of Detroit chrome, steel, suicide-door style and big block muscle.
