Edit: weekday bump, brah
Every year at the end of June, Seattle shuts down a couple miles of Greenwood Avenue for the Greenwood Car Show, an insane and glorious mix of muscle cars, hot rods, VW microbusses, and anyone else who wants to pay for a spot on the lineup. Sometimes you'll think you've detected a trace of rational organization —all the beetles in one line, let's say— and then you'll realize that there's a Dodge Viper thrown right into the middle of them and that this whole thing is really just a fantastic piece of automotive improv.
I know what some of you are thinking—"Seattle?! No!" I can feel your incredulity. I shared it once! But despite being the Northwestern capital of Teslas, Prii, and fair-trade organic coffee-flavored dog treats, the Emerald City has a secret obsession with fine automobiles of any kind. I suspect this is a result of being located in close proximity to technical and gorgeous mountain-attack roads, sweeping coastal cruises, gnarly off-road tracks, and the most astoundingly inadequate public transportation system ever paired with a supposedly progressive US metropolitan area. Regardless, there's something for everybody here.
Including time travelers.
Despite literally living on Greenwood (don't worry, I'm not wealthy or interesting enough to stalk), I'm always taken a little bit by surprise on carshow day, because I pay basically zero attention to the banners and signs hung up for (apparently) weeks leading up to it. After my first year of this, I felt a little guilty about that—what a terrible gear-head I am!—but I've since
rationalized realized that things are better this way. Sure, I'm vaguely aware that the show will happen each summer, but it's like car-guy surprise Christmas when it actually strikes. I quite enjoy waking up, stepping out my front door and thinking "Dear god, what is this? What's happening? Are we being evacuated? Are we...wait. Wait! I'm standing in a car show OH MY GOD THIS IS GREAT"
A small child informed me that Panther Pink was a "Girl Color." I told her she was a goddamn liar. I won't stand for that kind of sexism and gender stereotyping coming from our nation's youth.
I photographed approximately 1/nth of the cars on display based purely on what caught my eye at any given moment, because ain't nobody paying me for this. So let's call this a highlight reel. Interested parties can probably find more details on their website.
I will refrain from calling out particular years/makes/models/etc. here, because the internet will inevitably prove me wrong in some minute technical aspect. I've been hurt before.
Do you love me now, Torchinsky?!
TVR might have trouble keeping them attached to the car while in motion, but damn their hoods are good at just-barely-missing the [perfectly level] ground.
It really is an eclectic mix of vehicles. You never know what's going to pop up next. The organizer's guiding rule seems to be "F*ck yeah we'll put it in!" and I love them for it.
Hubcaps? MAXIMUM AERODYNAMICS. Engine? POINTY BITS.
These clearly go together.
There's usually a block or two dedicated to old emergency vehicles. If that's your thing. It's not really my thing but I took these pictures for you anyways.
A 500e? Throw it in next to...those things!
Ok so it IS still Seattle. You're gonna see some electrics.
I am not ready for this brave new world.
WTF is I don't even
Hey it's a...waitaminute...
There we go.
One fellow crawled under there and informed the crowd that it was indeed the "original aluminum nose." So there's that. I hope that increases your enjoyment of this picture.
Surprise of the year: just a freaking TON of Avantis.
Well probably several tons, if we're being accurate.
The new Corvette (do we call it a "Stingray" at all times?) does look awfully good in person.
This pair was recalled minutes later. They promptly killed eight pedestrians with explosive headlight-shrapnel before they could be sedated by authorities and their GM handlers.
The Viper was also responsible for several fatalities throughout the day, but this was determined to be a normal operation for the vehicle.
Of course, no car show is complete without a trio of power boats in the Safeway parking lot.
This is the part where I end with some sort of witty, tie-it-together conclusion about the experience. But sorry guys, I'm not a professional, and English professors lost their power to harm me years ago. So I leave you with this: dude! Lookit these cars!