Keith’s Blog: Help Us Create our Next Television Spot!

We’re working on 15- and 30-second spots for SCM and American Car Collector.

I’ve found that I am so close to the subject matter (collector cars, their pricing and ways to enjoy them) that I’m not always the best guy to tell someone else why they should subscribe.

That’s where you can help out.

Can you jot down what we should tell someone about SCM (or ACC) and why they should subscribe?

We’ll send a digital copy of our exclusive Read More

Get Rid of the Butt-Ugly Lotus and Boxster

There is no shortage of opinions when it comes to the cars we love and hate. After sifting through more than 150 responses to last week’s blog post, the following one, from a commenter I’ll just call GSR, stood out as the most direct, and opinionated. Do you agree with Mr. GSR?

I do, some. And I don’t, a lot. But that’s what keeps our hobby interesting. I have edited his comments for clarity.

From GSR:         

Well, the Lotus and Boxster would be the first sacrificial lambs. They are butt-ugly and a dime a dozen. In fact they are entry-level punk cars capitalizing on legendary names.

Keith’s Blog: Which Car Should I Sell First?

Winter has arrived in the Pacific Northwest, which means all of our cars want to come inside to roost.

This creates a problem, as SCM has thirteen cars and nine spaces to park them in.

Even I can do that math — four cars have got to go. (American Car Collector only has two cars, so for the moment, their 1964 Chevy Nova Wagon and 700-hp 1963 Dodge 440 drag car remain off-limits.)

Of course, I have my emotional favorites, but I’m more interested in hearing what you have to say.

I’m really asking two questions here: First, which four cars would you sell? And second, which one would you sell first? And why?

Here’s the lineup, alphabetical by marque:

1958 Alfa Romeo Giulietta Sprint Veloce

 

  

 

 

 

 

Keith’s Blog: Keith Martin is NOT the World’s Fattest Man

I recently got an email from a reader congratulating me on my status as “The World’s Fattest Man.” Now, I would be the first to admit that getting into the tux I wore to my senior prom might be a bit of a struggle, but “World’s Fattest Man?”

So I did a Google image search for “Keith Martin” and was confronted by pages and pages and pages of a very large person – also named Keith Martin! Half-naked, at that.