…a Big Old American…
…a Big Old American Car. You will see so many, and I’ll be putting a collection in a chapter all its own.
‘Big Old American Car’ is the exact words used by nearly every taximan in Havana. Come! Come! Come ride in my Big Old American Car!
The cars are all in varying degrees of maintenance from glowingly perfect physical condition purring like tigers to others that look like they are made of bondo and are running on a sewing machine motor.
This car is a good example of an inbetweener in that some of the metal work is good, some of the chrome is shiny, the interior is mostly wack, and he put a 4 cylinder Toyota engine under the hood.