
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…

304-cubic-inch V8 engine Manual gearbox Fresh restoration, including new paint, interior, soft top and doors, and new wheels with mud tires

2,741 miles from new Optional Viper Racing Yellow paint Black racing stripes Polished aluminum wheels
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…
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…