Hereby a listing of some interesting people and their cars.
We will start this list with some fantastika authors and what cars they had.
We simply say:
. Tolkien, Morris Cowley. Tolkien was no car guy and he got rid of his car during the war because of gas rationing. Then he made his empty garage into a study; he wrote his best work there.
. A. E. van Vogt. According to Charles Platt he once had a black Cadillac with fins, so it probably was a late 50s, early 60s model.
. Philip K. Dick. According to Lawrence Sutin, in the late 70s, early 80s he for instance had a Fiat Spider sports car (see pic) and a Mercury Capri.
. Bob Heinlein. In the early 50's he had a '49 Cadillac. This we gather from Patterson's bio... and in this book we also see a pic of fellow sf author Poul Anderson, come to visit him in what seems to be a white 1965 Jeep Wagoneer, one of the early and reasonably stylish SUV's.
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We will now continue with some other celebs and their cars.
First, we will mention Janis Joplin and her Porsche 356C. This specimen of the last pre-911 model she had painted in a colorful pattern, rather ugly, so we will spare you the look of it.
That Porsche could make you think of James Dean, who also owned a car of this make... and so we get some examples of automotive tragedy. Like this:
. James Dean, Porsche Speedster. He lethally crashed in it.
. Stig Dagerman (Swedish author), Austin Somerset. He killed himself in it, locking himself up in his garage to be asphyxiated by the carbon monoxide.
. Albert Camus, Facel Vega. Ending in another lethal crash.
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Continuing in a more upbeat vein we can say that Elvis always had a bunch of Cadillacs parked in front of Graceland... a striking symbol of opulence.
But his most dear drive was a Stutz, a super luxury car designed by Virgil Exner. -- Elvis said of this car: "If you haven't arrived in a Stutz, you haven't arrived at all"...
Finally this...
John Lennon of Beatles had a Rolls Royce, painted like a canal boat; it was as ugly as Joplin's Porsche, another hippie paint job best left to rest in peace. -- Lennon didn't like to drive but his charming wife Yoko once forced him to do it anyway, in this very Rolls Royce, ending in a crash. Not a lethal crash though.
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