Like Bondorella’s new flames? Ha ha ha! Nope. I didn’t paint her. This is what happens at sunset. Pretty, huh? One of the many joys of photographing Bondorella is capturing her magic in varying light. When sunset hit at the Roadster show, this is what happened. She caught fire! The angle must have been just…
Oh so foul…
Bondorella went on her longest journey yet, traveling 263 miles from Orange County California to Las Vegas Nevada, and for the most part, her old flathead did pretty darned well… as long as I didn’t slow down. Since getting her back on the road September ’10, she’d been running rich, but no matter how many…