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1969 Lincoln Continental Mark III
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Can I come home for the summer?
I could slow down for a little while
Get back to loving each other
Leave all those long and lonesome miles behind
(For the Summer by Ray LaMontagne)
1970 Lincoln Continental Mark III 460 cu in (7.5 L) V8
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Lincoln Continental Mark III
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US Vogue November 1, 1957 🤎🤎🤎🤎🤎
The Long Line of Elegance: By Car, By Coat
Model unknown wears a coat, by Maximilian, of Autumn Haze, Emba natural brown mutation mink. Gold and diamonds from Cartier. Taupe profile beret, by Lilly Daché. Car is Lincoln Continental Mark III
La longue lignée de l'élégance : en voiture, en manteau
Modèle inconnu porte un manteau, par Maximilian, de Autumn Haze, Emba natural brown mutation mink. Or et diamants de Cartier. Béret profil taupe, par Lilly Daché. La voiture est une Lincoln Continental Mark III
Photo Richard Rutledge
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Lincoln Continental Mark III in Canada.
Killer car for sure.
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Spooktober Car of the day: 1971 Lincoln Continental Mark III from The Car (1977) #thecar #lincoln #lincolncontinental #1971lincolncontinentalmarkiii #cars #classiccars #moviecars #musclecars #spooktober #halloween #october
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Scott's World of Tomorrow
It was February 1956, a young Scott Heyward had just turned 16 years old. His father, Duster Heyward of Heyward Oil is about to spoil him.
"Well son taday's yer birthday. What do ya wanna do?"
"Can we go to Disneyland Pa? They have a whole section called Tomorrowland and a race car track called Autopia."
Mr. Heyward smiles as he claps Scott's shoulder.
"Tha's mah boy. Disneyland's gonna be a great client ta have. Can't be runnin no rides without oil."
"Yeah and maybe if they have real cars there I can take some notes for the research department."
Mr. Heyward chuckles as he goes to the phone.
"Ah'll just let yer tutor know yer goin on a field trip. That oughta make 'em happy yer doin yer science project."
"Ok, Pa."
Time Skip
"Alright then son. Ah'm gonna be talk with some a Disney's people. They said some fella named Bob Gurr's gonna be walkin ya through Autopia."
"Wow. Thanks Pa!"
Scott sits down on a bench with his camera and notepad. A young man his 20s approaches him.
"Are you Scott Heyward?"
"Yes. Are you Mr. Gurr?"
"That I am. Just call me Bob today. It's really an honor to have you and father come to the park today."
The two shake hands and start to walk to Tomorrowland.
"Now as you can see, the Moonliner was designed by one of my colleagues, John Hench and of course sponsored by Howard Hughes of Trans World Airlines."
Scott takes some pictures as they walk through the attraction. They get to the Monsanto Hall of Chemistry.
"Are you familiar with Monsanto, Scott?"
"Oh yes. I was only 7 when they had that explosion down in Texas City. Pa sent a crew to bring oil down to the site. He managed to get a deal where we can have a couple ships down at the port."
Bob nods. Eventually they make it to Autopia.
"Now this is what I helped design. I used what I learned from working with Ford."
"You worked with Ford? What did you do?"
"Well I helped design the Lincoln Continental. I published a few books on automotive design and that's what brought Mr. Disney's attention over to me. He wanted me to analyze the chassis for these cars. Originally designed by Hartmann Engineering, they were having issues regarding the ability to be mass produced. Too noisy and smokey with a lot of vibration. Eventually the company dropped out so I was brought on permanently to come up with a different design."
Scott's writing all of this down the best he can. Mr. Gurr's slowly turning into an idol.
"So where did you get the design for the cars? They don't look like anything I've ever seen."
"Take a closer look. If you're familiar with Porsche, I took the idea of their 54 550 Spyder and combined it with the recent custom made Italian Ferraris. Of course the Chevrolet Corvette also served as inspiration."
"Wow."
Bob continues telling his story. Scott listens to every word including everything about engineering he has yet to learn.
"What make are these cars now?"
"Currently these are the Mark II's. I had to fix the chassis so they can accommodate a sturdier, smoother-running engine. We've been getting a lot of youngsters so it was necessary to add booster seats and extensions on the peddles. I just finished a prototype for the Mark III and already started work on the Mark IVs"
"Why? What's wrong with these models?"
"Longevity and ease of repair. With how popular this attraction is getting it's only a matter of time before these cars will need repairing. Every month we're learning something new about what people like and don't like about the car. Just goes to show that even when a product is a success, there's still a lot that needs to be done to perfect it."
Scott writes this down as Bob finishes talking.
"Would you like to ride in one of these, Scott?"
"Yes! I'd love to."
Bob chuckles as they wait in line to ride in one of the cars.
Time Skip
"How was yer trip son?"
"I loved it Pa. Mr. Gurr let me take so many pictures and showed me all of Tomorrowland."
Mr. Heyward smiles as they make their way back to Texas. Scott would recite his notes and Bob's story. His father could only nod along as he never really got into the science side of business.
"Well Ah bet yer science project'll turn out real good."
"Oh yeah Pa. Until science finds a better way, everything needs oil. Even the rockets."
"Thatta boy. Yer gonna be takin Heyward Oil inta space."
Scott smiles and sits back in his seat. He starts to fantasize about making his own world of tomorrow.
AN: Shoutout to @xanatenshi for requesting this story.
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Elvis talking to fans at Hillcrest and driving his Lincoln Continental Mark III, July 17, 1969.
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1969-71 Continental Mark III
Iacocca’s Lincoln: The Inside Story of the 1969-71 Continental Mark III
Lee Iacocca is remembered as the father of the Ford Mustang and the Chrysler Minivan, but there was another Iacocca vehicle that changed the Motor City: the Lincoln Continental Mark III.
In auto industry lore, the design studio guys hate it when the people from upper management start fooling around with their work. Nothing good can come from that, or so the story goes. But there’s at least one instance that cuts against the grain of that familiar Motor City tale. It was Ford senior executive Lee Iacocca who originated the two signature styling features of the Lincoln Continental Mark III: the classic stand-up grille and the faux tire bustle in the deck lid.
It’s no exaggeration to note that these visual features created a design theme and defined the Lincoln Mark Series brand for decades. Years later, lead designer L. David Ash would recall that neither he nor Styling VP Gene Bordinat had conceived these two now-famous design gadgets; no, in fact it was all Iacocca. “Neither one of us would have done it on our own, I’m sure,” Ash remembered. “I have to give Lee credit for that.”
As vice president of the Ford Motor Company’s car and truck group—top product boss, among other duties—Lido Anthony “Lee” Iacocca had at least two problems on his plate in the autumn of 1965. First, sales of the Ford Thunderbird had flattened out after a promising start years earlier. Meanwhile, Ford’s flagship Lincoln division wasn’t setting the world on fire, either. While the Elwood Engel-designed 1961 Lincoln was a style maker of the decade, it was nearing the end of its product cycle. Actually, Lincoln was a perennial problem for Ford senior management. According to Bordinat, it had never turned an actual profit since Henry and Edsel Ford acquired the company from the Lelands in 1922.
So a plan was hatched to build a new, small Lincoln on the same platform as the Thunderbird, which was switching to body-on-frame construction for 1967 (in part due to limited production volume). This would help the Thunderbird fill out production capacity at the Wixom, Michigan plant, and it would give Lincoln an entry in the rapidly expanding personal-luxury category, joining the Buick Riviera, Cadillac Eldorado, Olds Toronado, et alia.
The original body design by Ash and his staff, at one point named the Lancelot, was clean and elegant but lacked visual punch, one could argue. Iacocca’s fake-Rolls grille shell and spare-tire bump fixed that, creating a distinctive and memorable look. It was said that the chrome grille shell was the most expensive such piece in the industry, with a unit cost nearing $200. Ash and crew completed the theme by hiking up the rear quarters and deck lid two inches, scrunching the roof down into the body for a classic ’30s profile.
From its exterior appearance, you might never know that the finished design shared its greenhouse with the Thunderbird coupe, or its floorpan, black metal, and 117.2-inch wheelbase with the T-Bird four-door. When Henry Ford II saw the clay model in the studio, he reportedly said, “I’d like to drive that home.” With the Ford family’s seal of approval secured, the new car was christened the Continental Mark III, establishing its lineage with Edsel Ford’s original 1939 Continental and the Continental Mark II of 1956-57. At that point the previous Mark III, IV and V models of 1958-60 were conveniently forgotten—today it would be called a reboot.
Introduced in April 1968 as a 1969 model, technically (Lincoln division downplayed model year designations, trying to present the car as “timeless”) the Mark III was panned by the critics but embraced by the car-buying public. “The buffs may not like it but the people with money will,” Bordinat wisely predicted. The Mark wasn’t big for an American luxury car at just over 216 inches long and 4,800 lbs, but it was big enough, with solid road manners and a comfortable ride. Interior specialist Herman Brunn covered the seats with rich, pre-creased leather, like the easy chairs in a men’s club. Noteworthy technical features included an all-new 460 CID V8 and Sure-Track, an early form of antilock braking developed by Kelsey-Hayes.
With a base price of $6,758 compared to $4,807 for its Thunderbird cousin, the Mark III was quite a moneymaker for the Motor Company, spawning an even more popular and profitable successor, the Mark IV (shown with Iacocca below). The Mark series, which comfortably outsold the Eldorado and effectively doubled the Lincoln division’s volume at times, continued on all the way to 1998 and the Mark VIII, and Iacocca would to on to further glories, including the Chrysler Minivan.
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Lincoln Continental Mark III Convertible 1958. - source 40 & 50 American Cars.
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Luca Kaneshiro: Black Cat and Tender Moments
REPOST BECAUSE THE PREVIOUS ONE DIDNT SHOW UP IN TAGS >:(
—Request by @etacarinea. Ice cream date with Luca Kaneshiro. Except he is fully dressed in his mafia attire (fur coat and hat and everything) and everyone at the icecream place is very confused and/or frightened. Luca is, of course, oblivious to this (himbo supremacy!!). Fem or GN reader.
—Character. Luca Kaneshiro
—Contains. Swears, mention of gun, mention of killing, Luca is part of the mafia, Australian slang (THONGS)
—Song. Green Tea Ice Cream by Linda Diaz
—Note. Confession: I haven't watched Luca nor any streamer for over a month now because of exams, I'll start watching him again but damn is there gonna be a shit ton of stuff to catch up on :')
Even with your hand languidly waving the fan, your sweat still dripped down your skin, absorbed into the edges of your tank top. You resembled the ice cream on your table—absolutely dying of heat.
Everyone else seemed to have gotten the same idea as you, deciding to rest at the ice cream parlor to cool off, which ended up with all the seats inside being taken. But with your thongs feeling like they’re about to melt into the pavement, you settled with sitting under the umbrella—which admittedly didn’t do much to improve the heat—and call your boyfriend to pick you up.
“Hm? You’re at that shop?” He said earlier.
“Let me go, you asshole, I’m going to fucking kill you!” You heard in the background.
“Alright, ’m a little busy right now, babe, but I’ll pick you up in 20 minutes,” he told you, his voice slightly muffled by what seemed like gunshots. With a final “OI, SHUT THE FUCK-” the call cut off. You hope the poor fellow at least got a quick death.
It was another few minutes of you nibbling away at your melted ice cream until you heard the sound of a car far off in the distance, driving at a dangerously high speed towards the shop… Your stomach sank at a realization.
Luca, with an expensive car capable of going at great speeds. Luca, who just got off work. Luca, who had the habit of being a bit too… much. You took a once over of your area: A cute and simple place with a little ice cream parlor that had children playing and their mothers talking amongst each other about the latest news.
In other words it and quiet and ordinary.
Gosh, you were so going to stand out.
Your suspicions of it being Luca’s car were proven correct once you saw the model—a Lincoln Continental Mark III, the luxurious shiny black car that Luca customized with golden accents. ‘Augustus’ he named it. You already felt the stares of people eyeing the vehicle.
Whatever conversation was being had outside the parlor silenced as the door opened and revealed the man driving it—Luca Kaneshiro himself… wearing a full dinner suit and fur coat?
In the middle of the day?
In summer?!
A frown was on his face as he glanced around the area, replaced with a bright smile only when he found you hidden away in the corner, desperately trying to hide away from the attention. He raised his hand and called out, “Hey, there you are! You miss me?” His voice booming.
All eyes that were set on his car now switched over your stiff form. Fuck the weather, this embarrassment is making you sweat more than anything. The giant of a man made his way to you, his form towering over every other customer here. Even the big dog that a family brought over bowed its head and drooped its tail as the man walked past.
“Oh god, you alright? Your sweating mad right now, here, let me get some ice cream for us, yeah?” He spoke before you could even get in a greeting. To stunned to even reply, you just nodded as he sauntered into the shop. Only to choke as you saw the blood splattered on the back of his fur coat.
“Wait, Luca, don’t-” but you were too late to stop Luca as the door behind him. Slumping down onto your seat, you refused to look through the window as Luca talked with the cashier.
“WAAAAA!”
Oh god, not the baby crying.
Luca came out soon with two cups of ice cream in hand, a giddy pep in his step, “and what’s got you smiling so much, boss?”
“On the house!” He slid over your favorite ice cream flavor.
“Huh?”
“They said all the ice creams are on the house for us, they’re so nice, but I wonder why.” Your eye twitched at the idiot. “I mean, there isn’t an event going on, is there? I don’t see any signs- mmf!” You shoved a spoon of his ice cream into his mouth.
“Just… eat, and eat it cleanly!” You wiped the little bits of ice cream that dripped out his mouth. “Your coat is already dirty as is, we don’t need another stain there.”
Before you could pull your hand away from cleaning his face, he overlapped his hand onto yours, nuzzling his cheek into it, “I really missed you at work today.” His smile disappeared as his face creased into a frown.
Your lips parted. The puzzle pieces connected with each other in that single sentence. Screams in the background, car dangerously speeding, his frown when he first got out and the blood splatter that he would normally hide. After a pause, you caressed his cheek. “Was that guy on the call giving you lots of trouble?”
“You heard him?”
“Kinda hard not to. Wanna talk about it?”
Luca looked around at the area, which was still quite silent compared to before he came, hushed whispers and ‘sneaky’ glances sent to you two. “Why don’t we eat first then I’ll take you somewhere more private?”
You chuckled. To be quite honest, you almost forgot about the crowd when you realized what happen to Lua, but with that reminder, you once again tried to make yourself small to avoid the attention. But with the huge man next to you, it went in vain.
“Speaking of which, why are they staring, anyway? Don’t they know that’s rude? The customer service here is nice with the free ice cream but man the customers are so rude. If you ever want ice cream, tell me, I’ll take you to an even better place.”
Gosh, he was so embarrassing.
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a memory that is very specific to me and one i will never forget in this life or the one after: riding around with my love on a warm summer night in his 1969 lincoln continental mark III listening to the gambler by kenny rogers 8 track with all the windows down
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