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The General Meets the Snake
Brand heritage has been the rage with new car makers for some time now. "Bentley Returns to Le Mans" trumpets one ad agency, as the now-VW-owned, once-English company attempts to regain some of the glory it covered itself with sixty years ago. T... [ read more] |
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Skinned-Knuckle Diagnostics
We of the Boomer generation grew up sneaking J.C. Whitney and Warshawsky catalogs onto our desks during biology lectures. Figuring out how to afford those trick, high-compression, .040-inch oversize pistons and rings for our Bug Eye Sprites was ... [ read more] |
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Our Own Fakey-Doo
This is all Martin Swig's fault. The iconoclastic, San Francisco-based collector and enthusiast has been trying to lay us away in a Ford for some time. Not just any Ford, mind you, but a 1954 Mainline Six Business Coupe. "It's the model Piero Ta... [ read more] |
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Just A Car
I have long argued that cars are machinery first, and art second. With the very rare exception of pure show cars, they were designed to be driven, not to be displayed for gawking passersby. It is only through the use of a car that its underlying... [ read more] |
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Computers, Chickens & Bedsprings
The streets of X'ian, China are a maelstrom of transportation contraptions, from hand-drawn oxcarts laden with unopened, boxed color televisions to brand-new Mercedes S-class sedans. While the Chinese may suffer from a lack of political freedom,... [ read more] |
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The Rites of Winter
As the Pacific Northwest settles into winter and the temperatures drop below freezing each night, we dress our cars in their winter clothes just as we make sure our heavy coats and gloves are hung by the door. Cindy's '83 Mercedes-Benz 123-body ... [ read more] |
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Legends in Kentucky
Watching Formula One Champion Phil Hill tinker with the handbrake assembly on a 1929 Bentley three-liter open tourer was like being at a rehearsal in Manhattan while modern dance choreographer Martha Graham fine-tuned her ballets. Graham had an... [ read more] |
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Kill It Or Keep It?
It's hard to kill a car you care about. Case in point: two years ago we bought our son Eric, then eighteen years old, a 1978 Mercedes 280 saloon. This car was chosen after his older brother managed to hasten the path of two more sporty automobil... [ read more] |
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Hitting the Road
Can there be any time of year better than this for the enthusiast? As this issue of SCM is being put to bed, we are preparing our 1962 Ferrari 330 America for its vintage event debut on the Monte Shelton Northwest Classic Rally, and, simultaneou... [ read more] |
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Is That Your Car, Mr. Bond?
The array of cars being offered by RM's Monterey Sports Car Auction, Christie's at Pebble Beach and Brooks at Quail Lodge during the Monterey weekend is unprecedented in its scale, scope and quality. There will be over $50M in cars crossing the... [ read more] |
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The Beat Beat Beat of the Auctions
With the driving rhythm of a Cole Porter tune, the names of the summer's events unfold. Collectors are tidying up their bank letters of credit and consignors are performing last minute detailing. RM at Meadow Brook. Mecum at Road America. Silver... [ read more] |
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Thank You, Mr. Petersen
We're busy packing our bags for a pair of trips. First comes an overnight jaunt to Los Angeles for the presentation of the Meguiar's Collector Car Hobby Person of the Year Award to Robert Petersen. While Petersen is best known for his creation o... [ read more] |
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The Rites of Spring
If you've got gasoline in your blood, and live in an area with four seasons of weather, it's easy to tell when Spring has arrived. Suddenly all the vehicle maintenance projects you've been putting off since last October rear up and demand attent... [ read more] |
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Buicks and Pontiacs and Alfas, Oh My
General Motors recently announced that it has purchased 20% of Fiat Auto, and that Fiat has, in return, purchased 5% of GM. Buried in the body of an article in the Wall Street Journal was the following statement: "In the U.S., where Fiat hasn't ... [ read more] |
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Ferraris & Blue Jeans
We've been using our 330 America as a daily driver. Picking up our daughter, Alexandra, from elementary school and taking her to gymnastics. ("Daddy, are you going to drive me in the noisy red car today?") Going shopping. Running errands. A 29-g... [ read more] |
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