The Haight is a strange place. Lots of potheads, hipsters, burned out hippies and anti-establishment types all trying to coexist in an area where progressive policies and marijuana are about the only things they have in common. It's an area I would avoid altogether were it not for the occasional person who cares to leave an interesting or historic vehicle parked on the street. It's stuff like this 1955 Ford F-100 that makes me risk an asthma attack from the smoke. I was in the area to show some friends around town when the classy pickup caught my eye.
The '55 F-100 isn't my favorite year -- I prefer the cliched but good-looking '56 -- but this one is in great shape for what appears to be a daily driver. There's some rash on the left front fender, but otherwise this is a beautifully restored truck.
The other thing about this Effie that I noticed... is the parking ticket. The last F-100 I featured in San Francisco had a parking ticket. Why is it that every classic vehicle in town seems to get ticketed? I swear, it's profiling. Maybe it's not; maybe the meter maids just
happen to find all the special-interest cars and trucks with no time left on the meter. Still, it pisses me off seeing that stupid white envelope tucked under the wiper of so many great cars.
Wow. Nice!
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