I have a thing for dream cars. Not just you run of the mill supercars, nor your prosaic prototypes that broadly hint at upcoming production vehicles. OK, I admit, calling something like the Ford GT prosaic is not quite right.
Not that they aren’t beautiful. They are. They’re absolutely gorgeous.
Nope, I mean the weird, wacky , bizarre design exercises that, amazingly, are often rolling, drivable, technology testbeds like the Firebird I, II & III, the Buick Blackhawk, even this insane creation from Cadillac (Mr. Wayne will be driving himself, this evening).
These are the kind of cars I’d buy in a heartbeat. Even the Habitrail inspired one.