These two beauties were parked at my hotel today. The one from the 60's is just like one owned by our neighbor. I grew up in an area where caddies were rare. There were only three I knew of as a youth, the one owned by our neighbor, one owned by my friend's grandfather, and one owned by the owner of a business where my dad worked a second job. As a teen, my friend's grandfather thought I was a good kid so he let me drive his black 58 Eldorado. It had dual exhausts and ran with a low rumble (and went really fast). Seeing these sitting side-by-side brought back memories.
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