Back in 1975, while junkyarding for parts for my early 1963 Corvette roadster, I saw a 1958 Cadillac Eldorado Biarritz exactly like yours. My friends and I couldn't understand why such a beautiful car was left to rot in a junkyard. We couldn't find any exterior damage other than oxidized paint. The exterior and interior looked complete (gold colored badging still in place) but the top was down so the leather was getting cooked by the sun. We just assumed the engine, or transmission gave out. I wish I would have rescued that car. That's why I still remember it 50 years later. THANK YOU for this video!
My great-grandmother owned numerous cattle ranches and processing plants until she became a multimillionaire, like a billionaire back then. She ordered her hardtop 58 in 57. She only drove for two more years, and then someone chauffered her. I came along in 65 and, when I was 7, thought it was the ultimate car straight out of Batman. I'd go to her house, water the flowers, and start the vehicle. She did not want to go out much, so when her driver retired, she never replaced him. By the 70s, she had a Seville, and the Eldorado was something she had just kept as a beautiful piece of art. When she passed in 1979, it had 23k on it and not one scratch. My relatives couldn't wait to sell it quick enough and sold it for next to nothing. This car that had never spent an evening outside was now parked in a field outside his house!
Back in 1975, while junkyarding for parts for my early 1963 Corvette roadster, I saw a 1958 Cadillac Eldorado Biarritz exactly like yours. My friends and I couldn't understand why such a beautiful car was left to rot in a junkyard. We couldn't find any exterior damage other than oxidized paint. The exterior and interior looked complete (gold colored badging still in place) but the top was down so the leather was getting cooked by the sun. We just assumed the engine, or transmission gave out. I wish I would have rescued that car. That's why I still remember it 50 years later. THANK YOU for this video!
My great-grandmother owned numerous cattle ranches and processing plants until she became a multimillionaire, like a billionaire back then. She ordered her hardtop 58 in 57. She only drove for two more years, and then someone chauffered her. I came along in 65 and, when I was 7, thought it was the ultimate car straight out of Batman. I'd go to her house, water the flowers, and start the vehicle. She did not want to go out much, so when her driver retired, she never replaced him. By the 70s, she had a Seville, and the Eldorado was something she had just kept as a beautiful piece of art. When she passed in 1979, it had 23k on it and not one scratch. My relatives couldn't wait to sell it quick enough and sold it for next to nothing. This car that had never spent an evening outside was now parked in a field outside his house!
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