So, as all of you readers know, I was in Los Angeles during Thanksgiving week visiting my brother Matthew and his fiancee, Rachel. After a delicious meal of sushi that evening in Burbank, we started to notice a whole bunch of American hot rods (old and new) passing us by on the streets outside. It didn’t take long for my interest to become piqued by the sounds of pushrod V8s and high-lift cams, so my brother said, “Let’s go check it out after dinner.” Thankfully, my flight wasn’t slated to leave until midnight, so we went out to the scene over at the original Bob’s Big Boy in Burbank, where the meet was going down.

This was a great meet of classic American muscle cars and a few occasional imports, including an Opel GT and a pair of E30 BMWs which looked far nicer than they would here in NJ (thanks to the Rust Monster). A stick-shift Hellcat even turned up, but sadly he didn’t go nuts with the rev limiter (or risk the ire of the local Burbank cops running security). I was only able to spend about an hour walking around the lot and talking to owners and other enthusiasts before I had to hop back in the car to ride to LAX, but this was a great way to end my short trip to Los Angeles. Enjoy the photos of muscle cars (and one BMW) by twilight.

-Albert S. Davis