Saturday was spent at a charity car show for Boys and Girls club. We brought down the Cougar to enter, my brother brought down his convertible and his 4 door. It was a beautiful day, lots of nice cars. Firetrucks and an ambulance were there, our troubles had a blast climbing in and out of them. We hung out, looked at cars, made comparisons. All in all we had a good time. The following cars got the following awards, I can't remember all of them.

Third place 2 Door category: Red Nissan 300 ZX
Second place 2 door category: White Nissan 350 Z
First place 2 door category: I think it was the purple 1966 Chevy II This car also won best in show

Third place 4 door category: My brother's 1969 Ford LTD 4 door hardtop
Second place 4 door category: 1972 Datson 510 wagon
This car also won people's choice award
I think first place 4 door was a Scion XB, but I can't remember for sure



Under construction category: Our 1969 Mercury Cougar convertible.


Before I get to final award, this one is directly from me, let me set up the scene. We are on Sugarmont Road real close to Fairmont Park about 300 feet from 900 east. The cars started arriving at about 8:30 am, and kept rolling in until about 11:30 am. There was no loud music playing, one or two cars had their stereos going, but if you walked a few carlenghts away you couldn't hear them. The director of the car show didn't use an amplifier or a bullhorn, just his loud voice. A few of the cars had loud exhaust, our Cougar could be claimed as one of them, and the purple Chevy II did also. The car show ended at 3:00 pm, between 11:30 and 3:00 once the fire truck set off their siren, and one time the Chevy II started his car and ran it for 30 seconds. The most annoying thing of all that happened was ONE of the cars peeled out as he left. I don't think that was right, but all in all it seemed like a well behaved group.

SO THE FINAL AWARD In the "Get a life category": The lady from the neighborhood who came over at the end of the car show, told Mrs. Gearhead to "Move your car" even though it was parked legally. Then walked over to where the I was talking to the show director and said "I don't appreciate this thing that you did. The neighbors here didn't even know it was going on.? I don't appreciate how loud you guys were." (WHAT??). the director said "I thought we were doing pretty good." I don't think she was listening. She continued "I just don't appreciate this, I'm an ER nurse..." (what that has to do with anything I don't know, guess she just needed to throw that out there) "...and I really don't appreciate this. It would have been nice if you had let this neighborhood know, then we could have planned to do something else for this day." Our director politely and diplomatically said "I thought we had been pretty quiet, but next time we'll try to do that" and with that she left in a huff. I may not have been as diplomatic, and kudos to him for being so. But for this she get's the "GET A LIFE" award.