vinyl roof


Was at a car show a few weeks ago and the sun was so bright these pics are off center. But here is an immaculate 1969 big block Camaro Super Sport with the Z22 Rally Sport option. All of that 300+ horsepower was mated to an automatic transmission (probably a turbo-400). Nicely-optioned car with the D90 “hockey stick” striping, the Rally Sport package, a 396 big block, cowl hood, gauge cluster on the console, N66 optional rims and a handsome vinyl roof.


Who needs to chop a Volvo to a near-ground perfect brick if you can let Italian maestro Bertone do it? The Volvo Bertone 262C Coupé, constructed in 1974 as a prototype by Sergio Coggiola. He lowered the roof line, added the cool black vinyl roof and made a two-door body out of a secondhand 164 saloon. Later 260 series components were used in Turin. Its code name was „Tre Kroner" (three crowns, as you can still see at the emblem form on the roof side panel) until introduction in 1977. Later it became just a number: the 262C. 6.622 cars were produced until 1981.

A nicely optioned 1969 Super Sport big-block Camaro.  Triple green with the optional houndstooth (cloth) interior, vinyl roof, 396 cu/in motor (325, 350 or 375 horsepower), Z22 Rally Sport option, D90 striping and optional N66 rims.  (I didn’t see the transmission selection for this car.). Look at the shine on the paint!


For the ‘69 and ‘70 model years, Plymouth and Dodge offered the Mod Top option. This was aimed at women and consisted of several different-patterned vinyl roofs, mostly floral and paisley patterns. As you can see, the motif extended to the upholstery as well. 

A single Dodge Charger Daytona was produced with a Mod Top as well.

The old Monte Carlo parked at the outskirts of Nightvale was nothing interesting, upon first glance. Upon first glance, there was a lot of kick-up settling, the faint smell of smoke too sweet to be tobacco, and only the blinding glow of the town in the distance reflected in its mirrors.

When more closely inspected, however, there was Gideon the Biologist, leaning against his old car and listening to the radio. His leather jacket scraped against its vinyl roof as he situated himself. Schhhhk. He took a swig of his water bottle and tapped along to the muffled sound of Dancing Queen serenading him from behind the car radio. His mind wandered.

Where he wished he was right now did not have a name. It was a dusty bar downtown wherein nothing else existed, and it shrouded him in a particular shade of neon that had become endearing. Old Woman Josie would skulk around outside sometimes, and she would tell him what she had told the “radio kiddie” the day before – just in time for him to hear it on the news as she said it.

Travellers, we are all collecting something,” her angel-friends would say. Gideon saluted them in the approved fashion every time – Ain’t that the truth, he would think in response.

The scuff of his boots against low radio babble, the desert air, and the hum of a nearby non-existent electromagnetic field was strangely comforting at this moment. There, by his car, he drew crop circle shapes in the dirt with his boot: Tattoos he had thought about asking the void to give him for months now, but it was just so damn hard to decide, you know?

The air shifted; it didn’t smell as salty now. His eyes moved to his arm, which he held up to the dome light: He was sweating. People never sweat out in the desert, but there it was, atop Gideon’s left ulna, directly on top of his skin, nestled in the salt and sand that had started to cake onto him.

He sighed and put down his water bottle. “You feel that, friend?” he called to the approaching figure, whom he didn’t think was wearing a cloak. A sizable cloud of dust flew up from under his boot as he kicked at his sand scrabbles. “The air changing. Another storm’s'a brewin’, eh?


Some very rare photos of the infamous Penske/Donohue 1969 Sonoco Camaro prepped for the Trans Am Series at Mid-Ohio. Note the holes in the wheel wells which were part of a duct system to relieve front end lift at 170 mph. Going to have to do a bit of research on those! I can’t imagine driving on bias plys that fast. Serious balls! Note the Vinyl roof to cover up the acid dipped roofs to reduce weight. These cars had some serious research and development in them. I am so fascinated by the vintage trans am series. If NASCAR ran these cars I might actually watch! I love these cars so much I have been in the processing of building my own Z-28 into a VTA ‘street’ car for 7 years now. Just with a bit more displacement ;)

Merry Xmas!


Sometimes beautiful things reappear from the automotive Bermuda Triangle: angular, functional and stylish Polski Fiat 125p (vinyl roof on top), manufactured between 1967 and 1982 with the logo of Fabrica Italiana Automobil Torino in socialist Poland by the state-owned manufacturer Fabryka Samochodow Osobowych (FSO) in Warsaw under a license agreement with Fiat. From 1983 until 1991 the car was still produced as the FSO 125p. With its chrome front grille this one seems to be a pre 1974 1500 (75 hp). Fajny samochód! That’s a cool and rare car nowadays.