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Black plates say it all. You’ve seen them, black with white lettering. Mostly at the local car shows, on a ’53 Ford pickup. So when an AC Cobra comes thundering into Sonic, those plates say it all. You think “I’ve see a few driving around Kingwood, but how can you tell if it’s a kit or authentic?”. Black plates, they clear up any wondering. Any questions. Black plates. Vintage black plates. Vintage black plates the have the years clearly stated for the auto world to gawk and pine over. The cobra is in my top 5. Up there with the Ford GT40 and any Chaparral. Purpose built cars. Speed and shenanigans. Not the daily driver. Not the inclement weather cars (although, the GT40 dominated in the rain).
So I sat there, trying not to stare, explaining to my kids what a hot rod was, and why everyone else was staring. And with that same thunderous roar, loaping cam idle, he started her back up, and they disappeared on to Lake Houston Parkway.
They don’t make cars like that any more. There’s something to be said about passion and classic design.
’66 was the year. Black vintage plates.
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