Waitin’ for the bus all day? Sorry, Billy Gibbons, but CREEM calls bullshit. I mean, who in their right mind would sit at a urine-soaked bus stop when you have this scorching-hot 1964 Chevy Impala dropped this low, and with the paint job and interior looking extra crispy? Then again, we’d imagine that driving a ride this sweet is probably like Excalibur or something—unless you’re as cool as Billy Gibbons (and let’s face it, who is?), odds are that putting a key in the ignition would make you burst into flames. But we think, or maybe the better word is hope, that the back seat is safe for John Q. Public. You have been warned. So if interested... just let me know? If you wanna go?