After she sat out a harsh winter in Reno, we cracked open the storage unit to check on the 60 Coupe. I had a little knot in my stomach contemplating the thought of some lowlife liberating her from me. After all I did abandon her to a cold ass storage unit while I spent my winter in the warm Florida sun. My fear soon dissipated as we rolled up the door to the unit and what to my wondering eyes did appear… but my rough old 60 Coupe… flat tire and all!
My son Cash with the 60 Coupe
