It’s impossible for me to pick a favorite nostalgic, but if I had a tanto against my finger I’d probably yell out “Toyota Crown!” at the last minute. Show me photos of the annual Mooneyes Crown Picnic and you might as well siphon the drool directly from my salivary glands.
The S30 Toyopet Crown ushered in the first generation of Crowns. Due to their suicide doors, they’re known as the kannon Crown, named after the double door Buddhist shrines that used to adorn Japanese homes. We’ve loved this mint green one ever since laying eyes upon it at the 2007 New Year Meeting.
On Halloween JNC readers debated what the Angel of Death might drive and bert suggested a slammed black Toyopet Crown. So basically, the Grim Reaper lives in Yokohama. If someone were to build a sinister sled like this in the US, “Kannon Ball” would be the perfect name.
Regular readers know that I harbor an irrational desire to become one, like Turbo Teen, with any vintage Japanese wagon I see. But can you really argue with that logic when gazing upon something as gorgeous as this S40 Crown Wagon?
Yet if there’s anything I covet more than Crown wagon, it’s a Crown pickup. This dropped S50 Crown Pickup on SpeedMaster wheels is cooler than Pluto in winter. Worst of all, we didn’t get any open-backs stateside.
Coolest feature: The rear window rolls down into the tailgate. It’s an exhaust vacuum but brain cells are a small price to pay for a ride this cool.
It’s too bad they didn’t come with quad round headlights, but rectangular ones were considered more sophisticated and thus more befitting of a luxury coupe. I’m torn like wrapping paper on Christmas morning.
The kujiras are the newest generations allowed through the gates at the Crown Picnic. Mooneyes does it strictly old school. Look at those gorgeous behinds. That does, it. I’m calling it for the kujira before my pinky bites the dust.