Big four-door 60s Chrysler products (such as the '66 Monaco we saw recently) aren't really worth a lot of money these days, so when that 318 or 383 finally gets a death rattle... well, that sound often means a one-way ride to the Final Parking Lot. This 1965 Dodge 880 hung in there longer than most, but now it's a…

Since now I'm in the mood to look at mean-looking Detroit beaters, I'm breaking out some shots I took while enjoying a burritos-and-beer repast in the Oakland Coliseum BART parking lot prior to a baseball game. Apologies for the fuzztastic quality of my low-end cellphone camera, though I do think the grainy pixelated…

Time was, big early-70s Chryslers were everywhere, driven by fedora-wearing liquor-store owners and semi-successful realtors from coast to coast. The cool thing is that you still see a fair number of them on the street; since most of them really aren't objects of obsessive resto-worship, this means that they're simply…