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Three o'clock, this morning, I woke up in a dream.
Thought I heard a flathead motor roar, I thought I smelled gasoline.
A feeling came upon me, that I ain't had in years.
Something like a hot dry wind, whistling past my ears.
Saying "time, time, time is all you got".
There's a memory that's still burning, way down in my mind.
And that's why, I'm going out and trying, a flathead one more time.
I ain't seen my racing buddies in thirty years, or more.
One by one I lost them, out on the dry lake floor.
We learnt to push those flathead cars as hard as they could go.
Just like old Whiskey Bob, down on Thunder Road.
I hear their voices calling, just across the finish line.
And that's why, I'm going out and trying, a flathead one more time.
I'll get back to you baby, don't you have no fear.
'Cos I been there, and I wrecked that, and baby I'm still here.
But I can't take you with me, when I cross the finish line.
And that's why, I'm going out and trying, a flathead, one, more, time.
Time, time, time is all you got.
~Ry Cooder
I couldn't resist taking a shot of the interesting vehicle during my visit to the Ohio River Street Rodders show in Wheelersburg, Ohio. And I have no idea of what cars the parts came from. Does anyone know or can make an educated guess?