The clock had just hit 11am when I pulled up at the lights near the Fifth Street bridge in downtown LA.
A shiny new Chevrolet eased up next to my derelict Lincoln. I noticed a young wise guy behind the wheel. His motor was loud, but the paint job was louder. The driver was cocky. He had the kind of face you could punch. I don’t know why he picked me out for a race; maybe he didn’t like my hat. And I didn’t care, because I knew the kid would lose.
Excuse the pulp-fiction prose, but driving Icon’s Lincoln Derelict in Downtown LA makes you feel like a character from a 1940s Raymond Chandler novel, complete with broads, bent cops and classic American cars.
It looks like a well-maintained old cruiser with a rough paint job, but this Lincoln is much more than that. First of all, it costs $260,000. That’s some serious coin in the United States, where the same cash would buy two Porsche 911s and a Cayman.
They are sweet rides, but they don’t have half the presence of this one-off special, which tantalizes with old-school charm and modern convenience.