Old Glory Gasser is not a parade car. It is a black Willys coupe with a blower stacked high enough to clear the flag, headers barking, and the number 1776 staring back from the glass like a challenge.
This is a gasser built the way they used to build them: nose up, rear tires fat, front wheels light, ready to yank the front end and go hunt the quarter mile. The body wears Old Glory the way a race car should — red, white, and blue brush strokes behind a mean little coupe that looks like it just rolled out of a 1960s pit and onto the starting line.
Printed for gearheads who still think the best kind of patriotism smells like race gas and burnt rubber. Heavyweight shirt, bold graphic, no apology.
Plant your foot. Salute optional. Winning is not.