Here is a lesson that I believe everyone will find valuable at some point in their life: If you go out of town and your younger sister likes cars and happens to blog for Sports Car Market, don’t leave your keys on the kitchen counter—especially if it’s keys to your 2010 Chevrolet Camaro SS, with…
This weekend I took a break from the car world and stepped into a world I quite enjoy, yet rarely visit—motorcycles.
Never-ending honking. Cars driving like they are playing a continuous game of chicken. The sound of locusts. Unbearable humidity. People using the few words of English they know only to bargain with you. Being offered squid on a stick. Dog soup on the menu. Being the minority for once. New and old architecture. The Martin…
When ACC’s staff isn’t out drag racing our cars or going to shows, we’re tracking the collector car market via auction sales. And probably the most frequent question we’re asked has to do with which cars are the new hot ticket in the market at large. What cars should you buy right now before prices…
“The sound of America”… 1959 Plymouth Savoy, winner of the American Car Collector prize at Beaches This past week has been my own mini version of Monterey. And when I say mini, I mean only three car events back to back instead of at least 20. The first event was Beaches Cruisin’ at Portland International…
This weekend the Portland Historic Races took place at P.I.R. With the sun finally showing, it was the perfect excuse to take out the 1965 Alfa spider, while my dad attempted to keep up in the new-to-him 1972 Saab Sonnett. As we entered the corrals to park, the sound of vintage Formula cars filled the…
ACC has owned our Hemi-powered 1963 Dodge 440 2-dr Post for six months now. During that time, pretty much everyone on staff could be heard bench racing about it at one time or another, all of us wondering if it was really capable of 10-second runs as advertised. This past Friday night, I took it…
I concluded my French foreign exchange a few weeks ago and returned to Portland just in time for Bloomington Gold. After living for almost a year in a country full of Citroëns and Renaults, walking into Bloomington was my first major experience of culture shock. You would have to combine two European cars to even…
I’m taking a break from the sports car world and have joined our local Pacific Coast Rover Club for a five-day off-road camping trip. I’ll be out of cellphone and internet reach until July 5. (How will I stand not being able to text or post?)
For the sixth consecutive year, I’ve been a part of Bloomington Gold—a mecca for Corvette enthusiasts in Pheasant Run, Illinois—and managed to come back to Portland without buying a Corvette. For a car-a-holic, going to any marque-specific meet is tough. You think, “Everyone else has a Sting Ray, why don’t I?” It gets worse if…