RH Rear Corner

After a few years, the Impala's finish was starting to develop some real texture.  Multiple applications of motor oil and cheap spray paint, combined with the occasional ball-peen custom bodywork job, resulted in the menacing urban patina you see here.  At the time of this photo, I was living in East Oakland, so it was good to have a car that tended not to attract vandalism or theft.  The missing trim disappeared during a parallel-parking incident on Pierce St. in San Francisco.  The minor bumper dent was the only damage sustained when the car rammed backward at about 20 mph into a decorative stone wall in Beverly Hills; there was another small dent on the other side of the bumper, put there by a brand-new (still had window stickers!) Jaguar which rear-ended me at a stop sign.  The Jaguar was a total write-off; it looked like it had slammed into the side of a battleship.