1950 Chevrolet 3100, one morning in COS.

Colorado Springs. Don't think I felt a drop of rain the 3/1/2 weeks I was there. A skitter of snow very now and then, and plenty of wind. It's going to be a red flag summer along the Front Range, I fear. Trucks like this have made it through 68 summers and counting. The speedo shop (see below) was just around the corner.