Highlight of the day: driving to go look at Christmas lights, when my sister says, Hey, look at that car. Seconds later, Im screaming for my brother-in-law to stop the car (not unlike Arnie Cunningham in Stephen Kings book and John Carpenters film adaptation) -- and once the child-proof locks were disengaged, I scrambled out of the car to take a few photos of a genuine Christine parked just a few doors down from my sisters house. A 1958 Plymouth, complete with movie-accurate license plate. Anyone that knows me is well-aware that this is my dream car, and this was the first time I got to see a real one up close.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 06:56:13 +0000
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