In celebration of the deuce's 80th birthday, an entire building was packed with 1932 Fords. Coupes, roadsters, sedans, stockers, street rods, red, black, pastel, you name it. But the one that really stood out from the crowd, at least in my eyes, was all subtle and all black. But nevertheless, it caught all my attention, also due to the fact that I didn't expect to see it there: The Doane Spencer Roadster. I only knew it from books and magazines. But seeing it in the flesh only confirmed what I already secretly suspected: It is america's most beautiful roadster ever. So sinister, so slender, so understated. So perfect.