You might not expect the Craigslist sale of a 1998 Ford Explorer to garner much attention, never mind ending up on local newscasts from Seattle to Arkansas, but that’s what happened to a Florida man last week. The reason for all of the attention isn’t the truck itself, but the message that Allan Gieger, who many…
We don’t do this very often. Opening up Our Modest Car Collection to yahoos off the street, even if they’ve put on a faded Banana Republic polo and clutching a cheap notebook in some pitiful mockery of journalism, is a blessedly rare occurrence. But today, you, my friend, you are in for a treat! Because behind these…
I swear to god the “smartphones are the new cars” thing was invented by clueless parents and grandparents at a loss as to why their kids are engrossed in phones instead of listening with rapt attention to their endless streams of bullshit.
The Lotus Elan can be considered the father of the modern roadster. But why is it still so special? Peter Egan can fill you in.
As I awkwardly jogged around the darkened basement of The Petersen Automotive Museum, arms outstretched, gripping a very homemade LED strip apparatus, battery pack slung across my chest, doing laps around priceless metal in 25-second shutter intervals, while a handful of technicians and museum personnel looked on, I…
This weekend, the Petersen Automotive Museum—reopens December 1st!—turned Japanese with an all-Nippon cruise-in. It was an event long overdue, and certainly welcomed. They put the word out to Facebook, Twitter, smoke signals, mirrors off the moon, etc. And then, over 500 cars showed up.
Everything on the [1937 Lincoln Zephyr] echoes the teardrop motif, from the body shape down to the car's Lincoln emblem...
Another famous teardrop from the era was the Hindenburg, a giant 800-foot-long German zeppelin that was a floating luxury hotel and could cross the Atlantic from Germany to New Jersey in three…
40. Calling a Jaguar a "kitty"
I am a huge Mountain Goats fan. I'm listening to them right now, as I write this. ("Peacocks," off their album Tallahassee, which needless to say is great.) So to me, it is worth revisiting the efforts of their bassist, Peter Peter Hughes, and his amazing ode to beloved Saab, a common and bizarre shared…
It was nearly lunchtime and Jeff and I were pootling about in the Vanquish coupe, headed aimlessly along the coast, when he said: "Hey, you want a coffee? I know a good place. Malibu Kitchen!"
Friday afternoon, January 23, 4:15pm. Ducking out of work early.
Above: some young people in a car, yesterday.
Kevin McCauley is good at things. He also makes Seinfeld puns alongside his Seinfeld emojis. I hate him for being good at things. That is all.
Further reaffirming my modest proposal that the rich should be harvested for their succulent nutrients, here's a dispatch from Raphael Orlove, a Man of the People, and his discovery of an Airbnb contained entirely within the confines of a $118,000 electric car.
I've never tried to pay attention to people who brag. Which means that the auto industry is the wrong place to be. I don't pay attention to hacks who carefully cultivate their life of leisure, to an audience of sycophants.