It’s raining today and we’re getting some routine maintenance done on the van. The garage I’m at in Pontiac, IL has embraced its location on the historic route of US 66.

The place is full of old school cars and stuff.
Nostalgia for a bygone era that probably wasn’t as great as everyone remembers. For example, all these cool old cars were spewing lead into the air while getting 8 mpg. And they were horrible death traps in a collision.
But they sure were classy, poison belching death machines. That’s completely absent in modern cars. Somebody slap some tail fins on a Honda or something! Ha, ha!