I didn’t buy an Alfa Romeo. I didn’t buy an MG. I bought a Subaru. Alfas have soul for days, MGs can handle like skis, but despite their merits, they’ve never been called bulletproof. I bought my WRX because it was. I wanted something fast and fun that wouldn’t turn me inside out with maintenance and repair. For the most part, it hasn’t. Yes, it faces the woes of any 12-year-old car with 150k on the clock. The plastics are fading, a few of the 226 horses may have escaped the stables, and the front seats have been replaced. But if I’d have known I’d eventually dump $1900 into a new rear differential, I might not have bought it. Continue reading
I could almost see the Corvair’s paint fading as it baked under the July sun in the Costco parking lot. The lunar-module foil sunshield had been draped over the driver’s seat to keep it cool, because, of course, the top was down. I felt nothing but respect for the owner, even though the rust had begun to bleed through and the badges were peeling. Because it was clear he or she drove it pretty often, and daily driven classics are, to use a technical term, awesome. Continue reading
Before Nissan, there was Datsun. Well, not really, but that’s how it appeared to us in America. Datsun was Nissan’s export brand until 1986, when they officially ended the line, deciding the world was ready for a marque that sounds like the Japanese word for “sister.” Datsun gave us some truly awesome creatures, like the unexpected 510 and the whole ancestry of Z cars. Now, not all Datsuns were track twisters, but those are the ones we remember. Now Datsun is back, but they’re certainly not playing to American performance nostalgia. In fact, they’re not coming to America at all. But perhaps they should. Continue reading
I tend to megaphone some of the car events I get to cover, like the Art of the Car Concours, the Greenwood Revival, and the Woodward Dream Cruise. And I should, since they’re the Ron Burgundys of my car show experience. They’re kindof a big deal. But go to any smaller, single-lot car show on a Saturday in July, and you’re just as likely to see something incredible.
It’s said in the realm of project cars that you can make anything work if you have enough money. Australian IT guru Paul Halstead has that money, and he’s willing to stick two V8s together in a brand new supercar to prove that yes, just about anything is possible. Continue reading
Joe LoCicero is probably the most famous man to be driving a Honda Accord. You may have heard of him, because he’s driven his 1990 Accord for over one million miles, and Honda made a commercial about him and threw him a parade and gave him a car and stuff. Well…I want a parade and a car and stuff. In fact, I used to own a 1990 Accord, and I ruined it with rushed and improper maintenance. Here’s an idea I had last night, while reading a book about something completely different, that might have scored me a parade: Continue reading
By now you’re well-versed in my…“eccentric” taste in weird forms of racing that don’t “exist outside of my imagination.” A minor setback, at worst. And while Endurance Drifting, Flying GP, and Perpendicularcross will probably never exist, today I came up with a “brilliant” idea that could just work.
Okay, no. It probably won’t work, either, but let’s just all sit back a moment, adjust the 3D glasses we’re wearing over our normal glasses, and allow ourselves to dream about the greatness of the Ultimate Versatility Tour. Continue reading
“That one day these American colonies shall be free and independent of all British rule, and that our safe and happy progeny shall construct for themselves and others potent and distinguished carriages, powered by the natural sciences, and that they shall be awesome, and that they shall burn rubber, and shred, and perform many donuts, and imagine themselves to impress women.”
– Original Draft, U.S. Declaration of Independence
No one really knows what went on during the original drafting of the Declaration of Independence. When the First Continental Congress spent two days editing the proposed draft, Thomas Jefferson was reportedly furious. I’m guessing it’s because they chopped out his bit about muscle cars. I mean, Jefferson was a brilliant guy. He must have foreseen the advent of the American car, right? Continue reading