Much like my previous spot, here’s a sweet mid-century imported sports car, also spotted in the garage at work. Spotted from afar, what could that be?
An Austin-Healey 3000!
I’d driven by this a hundred times, because unlike the Porsche Speedster I saw this morning, it never seems to move—or maybe it was just stashed here for the winter? Expired tabs and a light layer of dust seem to confirm this, but somebody loves this car. The outside and inside were both, under the dust, impeccable.
Such a pretty face.
...and the backside ain’t bad either. Note the lack of glass or plastic in the convertible top.