When the Saab 900 Turbo debuted in 1978, it redefined the sports-coupe segment.
If the sporty Swedish hatchback’s shape, spacious interior and funky wheels weren’t enough to force buyers to reconsider the definition of a luxury sports coupe, the 900 Turbo’s engine would.
Under its long, sloping hood, the 900 Turbo hides a longitudinally mounted, turbocharged 4-cylinder engine. That doesn’t seem terribly weird until you realize that it’s cocked over at a 45-degree angle — and backward.
The backward 4-banger Read More
- 2,960-cc Twin Turbo DOHC V6 engine
- Electronic fuel injection
- 300 bhp at 6,400 rpm
- 5-speed manual transmission
- Independent front and rear suspension
- 4-wheel disc brakes
- 9,000 original miles
- Japanese Domestic Market car
A remarkable example of one of Nissan’s most celebrated cars is presented here. Sold in its home market of Japan, just one owner held title over this vehicle for almost 30 years and put just 14,500 km (9,000 miles) on the dashboard before it was imported to Read More
A few years ago, while sitting in my cubicle at General Motors world headquarters in Detroit, MI, I began my search for a classic car — an affordable one.
Despite my being in the Motor City, I determined I wanted something from Europe — preferably English or Italian — with a convertible soft top. With these criteria, I crafted a short list: Triumph TR6, Jensen-Healey and MGB convertible. And I was off to the races.
The TR6, I quickly discovered, carried Read More
- Delivered new to Japan
- One of 841 LHD M3 CSLs produced
- Accompanied by its original service book
Truly one of the most desirable BMWs built thus far into the 21st century, the M3 CSL is a must-have automobile in any collection of BMWs, and this example will not disappoint.
It’s a sunny Saturday morning and, from behind the wheel of my 1971 MGB Mk II, the storefronts of Detroit’s M-1 Woodward Avenue peel past my periphery.
With my head cocked back and a big grin on my face, I am fully engaged in the buttery smoothness of the roadster’s boisterous four-cylinder, the enthrallingly tight and click-y gearbox shifter, and copious amounts of wind in my hair.
Although I am reveling in my momentary motoring splendor, such moments are few Read More
I don’t think I’ll ever get the smell out of gasoline out of my head.
I don’t mean my mind, as in my thoughts or memories (though it’s been seared into those, too). Rather, I mean my cranium, my skull, my head cavities.
That’s because last weekend I took it upon myself to remove the leaky gas tank on my 1971 MGB Mk II – and I went about it in mostly all the wrong ways.
While it’s a small Read More