I took Red to our first parade where we were participating. Red was a hit with young and old. The young kids loved the doors and the older people yelled random Delorean/BTTF as we threw candy at them.
Parade goers have been sending me pictures. This is my copilot Jay helping me throw goodies.
I have no idea where that phantom blue streamer in the center of my door came from. There was no blue in that area.
Here's a higher resolution image of the decorations with a little time machine on top. That truck is awesome but sadly isn't mine. I'm working on it for a neighbor.
I have a lot more with detail but my camera isn't cooperating with my PC. I need to buy a card reader.
Before the parade I was in the antique car section getting lined up. A few people stopped by to see the car and laugh at my decorations. I had a teenager ask me how long it took me to make the doors do that. I tried to explain to him that the Deloreans were built that way when I was interrupted by a much younger boy shouting DELOREAN! at the top of his lungs and running over to take pictures of the car. I think the older one was embarrassed because he wandered off without any more questions. A coworker stopped by because his sons saw the D in the lot when they were driving by. They've wanted to see Red since I bought her. They got to sit in the car and get their pictures taken. I had bought them each a BTTF Hot Wheels but left them at home because I needed room for the candy. I only had one in the car and didn't want them to fight.
My leg is still sore from all the stop and go during the parade. We lost 3 other classic cars during the run due to overheating or breakdowns. A Triumph, Model T, and hot rodded 71 Chevy truck all stopped but Red held her own and never went above 200 degrees. I was proud of my D.
After the show we gathered around the parade grounds and my sister brought over 2 kids from her daycare to see the car. The little boy got to sit in the driver's seat and pretend to drive. We chatted for over 10 minutes while he and his sister sat in the car and stole all the left over candy (thankfully). When his dad took the boy out of the D he started to cry. He didn't want to leave the car. I guess know who I'll end up selling her too when I get too old to drive.
I had a great time and I'll definitely do this again next year.