Last month’s Hemmings Cruise to the Mexican Riviera yielded some spectacular pleasures for the eyes. This wasn’t one of them. As to a mass-casualty incident, our eyes were drawn to this four-door Ford Maverick at curbside outside a seafood restaurant in Mazatlan. The bent-up Jalisco license plates on both ends are current, so presumably, it wasn’t abandoned there.
The flat-black hood must have been scavenged from a Maverick Grabber at some point, or maybe a Maverick with the Stallion trim group. The yellow rear bodywork hints it may have been a taxi at some point. Does the rust above the rockers and in the rear-window channel indicate an earlier life in Pennsylvania, from which this Maverick fled into exile from a one-way trip to a fairgrounds demo derby? As to the interior, Colonel Kurtz put it best: The horror, the horror! Those other vehicles are Mazatlan taxis, which we’ll explain in greater depth in a future post.