A Rocket and a Storm

I fell in love in a parking lot today.



I encountered this Oldsmobile 88 while parking at a grocery store and just had to shoot pictures. The owner said this wasn't unusual; in fact, another guy got out of his car and shot pictures too.



I'm not normally a car person, but if they made something like this now, with modern workings, I'd so buy it.



I read up on this model tonight, and found out the engine was named the rocket.



As I've said before, our nation lost its way when cars went sans fins.



I guess that, unfortunately, we finally realized that despite having apparent rocket exhaust ports, a car cannot fly.



Overhead, a storm was brewing.



The dramatically sunset-lit clouds that delighted me portended unfortunate events for others.



A night view from south Joplin - the storm raged in the southeast, exerting its violence on, among other cities, Monett, Missouri, where a tornado hit a convenience store and (of course) a mobile home park. Unintentionally, I seem to be including Orion in night shots lately.