After a wildly successful morning presentation, I celebrated with a walk to downtown Reno, and the car museum, a little less than 2 miles from my hotel. It is right next to the famous Reno sign. It was really nice to get out of this casino/hotel and walk. Let’s be honest, Oppo, even the nicest of these places is fucked. When inside, you are a rat an animal behavior experiment, being observed almost always.

Apparently, Bill Harrah was quite the car collector and his stuff ended up here. Have a photodump!

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The collection goes from turn of the century to about 1978. I really liked it. The grille designs and hood ornaments make me so happy. Harrah apparently wanted a Jeep, but not just any Jeep, for the mountains. So he had a Ferrari engine swapped in. Imagine David Tracy with a bucket of cash. Bill Harrah sounds like a dead rich guy who was a lot of fun when he was around. I mean, a Ferrari-swapped Cherokee (Jerrari!) is way more fun than Bezos’ dumb clock.

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They had the most adorable little Fiat.

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My God... it’s full of stars.

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Phantom Corsair was too cool for words.

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Some of you auto technician Oppos should check these out.

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So many amazing cars. The artistry in the design is so cool

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24K gold plated DeLorean! $1000 1984 dollars per month to ensure, and fixing a door ding cost $24000. I am glad I went to this museum.

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I have to go through security at the Reno airport now. See you on the other side!