/ 5 Feb 2015
Having actually worked at Porsche for six years (first in PR, then marketing), I have to attribute part of my love of old cars to my time there. But after twelve years of reviewing new cars, I was all about the latest technology, or the most up-to-date styling. Working at Porsche nurtured the other side of my automotive brain, introducing me to the ideas of continuity, heritage, and unbroken lineage.
/ 15 Jan 2015
A German sports car, Italian coupé, and British roadster, all of which are four-speed manuals and from the ‘60s before regulations began homogenizing car design. This is the common idea that unites my trio. The varied forms and driving experiences serve to highlight their similarities and differences...
/ 13 Jan 2015
I had been searching for the kind of car that when I walk away from it and look back, I'd smile (and I still do that every time). Every guy from my class thinks I'm a fool when I park the BMW a kilometer from my school because the spaces are too tight and I'm afraid my doors will get dinged, but I wear it as a badge of honor.
/ 8 Jan 2015
The Vallée de Chevreuse, southwest of Paris, is a green and peaceful area full of forests and open country, crossed by roads that become regional classic car enthusiasts’ favorite playgrounds on weekends. We are three friends fond of Alpines: Jean-Pascal, Eric, and of course Antony, our talented photographer who accompanied us to shoot.
/ 6 Jan 2015
I grew up driving tractors on a dairy farm, but the first car I drove on a regular basis, after I got my driver's license, was my parent's 1993 Mercedes 220E. It was very rusty, the suspension was worn, the exhaust was held up by a bit of wire and every gear change with the 4-speed automatic had a chance of breaking your back. But driving that car had left quite an impression on me.
/ 30 Dec 2014
My grandpa found this Jeep hours after we drove almost two hours to look at a '56 CJ-5. The deal for the '56 fell through, thankfully, which lead me to Chip's Laredo hours later. I got a phone call from my grandpa, who was never this excited about a vehicle, so I knew I needed to check it out...
/ 23 Dec 2014
My favorite drive is a yearly ritual. Annually, for the past six years, my son and I drive three hours to Limerock Race Park in Lakeville to attend the Historic festival. The drive through the Berkshires and eventually down Rt. 7 is great. It's great mostly because it's just me and Finn in our Porsche. But the road is twisty and undulates perfectly for the 911...
/ 18 Dec 2014
Interest soon turned into a childhood obsession when my father dragged home a ‘71 1750 Spider as a salvaged wreck. I was overwhelmed with this roofless, [bent], red bullet. It was 1978, I was eleven years old and instant Alfa nut. I poured over the shinny Spider brochure on the coffee table and dreamed of one day owning an Alfa Romeo...
/ 16 Dec 2014
I made a promise to myself never to crash a car on the street. After a few years I decided to up the challenge and include motorcycles on that promise. I first began riding a CBX while working as a salesman at a Honda/Kawasaki dealer. It was a demo '81 CBX. Smitten, I put 24k miles on it in a year and after quitting, I bought my own 1981 Honda CBX.