Seen on Thursdays walk around the neighborhood. It was 95 degrees, day one of a two day heatwave, and I didn't feel like doing that for a 2nd day, so, nothing on Friday. Today it's back in the low 70s, so I'll be heading out shortly

lotsa crinkle in that paint. 

in a repair/alignment shop

this nice 68 is a good example of California license plates being something that we used to be able to tell the year of the car by, as the first 3 letters in the plate were chronologically alphabetical, and here the 1968 trim ring back up that the letter W happened in 68, and my 69 Dodge license plate starts with Z, so, when looking at old California cars, you can tell two things by the plates. 

If they are yellow letters, like this, and black backgrounds, with 3 letters and 3 numbers, then it's a 1960s car, that you can pretty easy figure out what year it is by the letters, and hasn't been registered anywhere else since... aka Original California Car

and this poor old Chrysler was put out to pasture by someone with that rare commodity, a big back yard that hasn't been subdivided with another residence aka "granny flat" for extra income. Renting a house on the back half of the lot will pay the mortgage for both for pete's sake. Having a grassy yard? Just means wasting water in the desert, during a drought, to see grass on the rare occasion you happen to look in the back yard