David Smigelski
photography by Tyler Maddox
October 01, 2007
There’s an old saying that even politicians and ugly buildings become respectable if they’re around long enough. The same could be said of street rodders, those rebellious boys and girls of yesteryear who once gave parents and town sheriffs nightmares.
Today’s street rodders don’t usually sport greased-back hair and lay stripes on Main Street anymore. They’re more likely to be successfully retired business people and professionals. Their rod runs, which used to be held on empty stretches of darkened highways or airport runways, have morphed into charity events, family barbecues and tourist draws. And the cars, those rumbling, chopped, souped-up machines that working-class kids could afford to own, now cost more than the houses their parents owned.
Distinctly Northwest Photo Gallery Street Rod Sculptor
When people speak of Tommy Carr, they use adjectives like “genius,” “master,” and “true talent” to describe his artistic prowess, superlatives you wouldn’t generally attach to the blue-collar profession of auto body painting and repair.
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