British Invasion, Year Two – a Longhorn Barbecue
[DISCLAIMER: No longhorns were barbecued.]
Last Sunday, I spent my second year in a row as a judge at the Texas All British Car Days car show. Yes, all attorneys like to play judge for a day. But, as cool as my newfound (and temporary) author-i-tie was, the best part was getting to see all the cars. And the barbecue the night before, which featured longhorns. Here is some documentary evidence.
I almost took more livestock photos than sheetmetal photos.
This guy could crush a Triumph and an MG at the same time.
This is all relevant because horses are the oldest of historic cars.
The longhorns are less relevant, but they’re cool as hell.
You cannot see me.
Okay, fine. Cars. Here they come!
The British arrive in longhorn territory.
This Rover 105 in two-tone green was very cool. We ended up awarding it the Best Right-Hand Drive award the next day.
Loved this MG.
This Rolls Royce, imported from London, was once the car of the Royal Physician.
After the threat of rain, the sun came out!
The longhorns were curious.
Panorama of Britannia!
Beautiful! (Animals and cars alike, only the cars were more shiny.)