The Ressurection of Daphne - a 1932 DL
This is the story of Daphne, the Black Daliha, my once and future 1932 Dodge DL sedan.
Warning: this is a story of lust, loss of innocence, betrayal and redemption. Read at your own risk.
It was 1965. I was a sophomore at Syracuse university. Life was good. Vietnam was just a distant dark cloud on the horizon. I had everything - except a car. I'd just joined Delta Tau Delta Fraternity. All the cool guys in the frat owned cars. I wanted to be a cool guy. I lusted after a set of wheels. Bu
This is the story of Daphne, the Black Daliha, my once and future 1932 Dodge DL sedan.
Warning: this is a story of lust, loss of innocence, betrayal and redemption. Read at your own risk.
It was 1965. I was a sophomore at Syracuse university. Life was good. Vietnam was just a distant dark cloud on the horizon. I had everything - except a car. I'd just joined Delta Tau Delta Fraternity. All the cool guys in the frat owned cars. I wanted to be a cool guy. I lusted after a set of wheels. Bu
