. . . that contains no anthropomorphism? Yes, this is about Forby Thunderbirbs down in Old Car City USA. There were plenty just lying around the place. So many in fact that I am going to have to divide them up by generation.
There were plenty of second through seventh generation Thunderbirds around the place, but I wanted to start with the one that most resembles Phoebe. Though she is getting her engine block gently massaged back into a functional state, she is nowhere near as far gone as this crackpot T Bird living alone in the woods with his creepy stash of ruined baby dolls. Darn it I said no anthropomorphism.
Ok, let’s start with all, yes all, of the second generation of Ford’s personal luxury coupe.
I swear I took pictures of more, but apparently this is it. I also didn’t see any first generations in my picture stash.
Let’s move on to the third generation of T Bird.
The third gen is a pretty bird, that’s for sure.
We all know why you are really here, because the fourth generation is the one that gave rise to Phoebe.
The fifth era of Thunderbird was one of the last good ones that still looks good today.
The sixth Thunderbird wasn’t really worth the time.
And we don’t really need to talk about the seventh gen, ok.
So, this was most of the Thunderbirds of Old Car City USA. Curiously most of these were in one of two spots. One of these areas you might reasonably call Thunderbird Row.