By Scott Fischer “Yes. This.” That was the two-word Facebook posting from my friend, and fellow British-car sufferer, Jeff Zurschmeide in April 2013. It accompanied a Craigslist ad he’d found for a 1951 MG TD, unrestored, in a nearby town at the edge of the Oregon wine country. From the pictures, it looked complete, straight,…
By Michael Kotowski “You are now approaching a roundabout. Please enter in a anti-clockwise direction and take the third carriageway on the right,” said the voice from my GPS. Earlier that afternoon I had cleverly toggled my GPS’s voice to “English Gal.” She has a charming British accent, although some of her terms and cues…
By Jeff Porada My good friend suggested we restore cars together. This nudge in my life made sense. Get paid to do something I love? Yes, I like that idea. I had been running a restaurant and touring with a jazz band but it was nearly impossible to play music around a busy restaurant schedule,…
By Tony Ly I have been in the hobby since my late teens. I love these cars, especially the Austin-Healey Bugeye Sprite for its unique personality and character. As I got older, my visual taste and appreciation expanded to other forms of art, too. The first time I saw Revi Ferrer’s work, I was immediately…
By Brian Kinney Memories are funny things. In 1963, when I was four, my Dad bought my Mother a birthday present. I know this because I have the hand written bill of sale in the glove box. It was a red, 1961 Triumph TR3A Type 20 roadster. My Dad had recently been stationed in Hawaii…
