Photography by Bryan Cheney
“What year is that thing?” – If you’ve ever owned a classic car, you know the question well. Chances are it’s the first thing a curious stranger will ask you when you pull up at a gas station. Older cars just seem friendly and inviting. You’ll end up deep in conversation with passers-by as they reminisce about how they had a friend or relative who once had some similar car when they were a kid.
When I first met Brennan Lewellen, I only knew him as the cool guy who worked at the local parts store and actually knew his stuff (unlike most knuckle-dragging, mouth-breathing parts store goons who clearly hate their jobs.) I worked at the competing parts store a couple buildings over, so we’d call each other every once in a while to check competitor prices or bat unhappy customers back and forth.