Issue 3, 2017

My precarious and intrepid trek to “The best-kept secret on the border.” So secret I’ve not been able to find it. by Paul Q. Stover   The phone rang. Steve announced, “Your car is ready.” Many years ago I bought a Triumph TR3 roadster. After scouring the country I found the beauty in a barn,…

by Dan Walker Three generations of MGA addicts, father Dan, daughter Jessica, and granddaughter Lola. They will be inheriting this and one other ’60 MGA when finished. Every time they come over, little Lola says, “Papa, how’s the car coming?” and runs out to the garage to see it. I tore the car down in…

By Johnny Oversteer   Most automotive enthusiasts appreciate the innate differences between sports cars from America, France, Italy, Germany, Japan and the United Kingdom even if they are unable to articulate what makes them unique. Even the casual car guy can tell you that American muscle cars have large displacement engines; Italian engines make their…

By Brian Smith As a young boy I had an artistic ability and was constantly drawing. The rest of my free time was usually spent in the garage with my Dad wrenching on vintage British sports cars. There were Triumphs, MGs, Jaguars, and Minis overflowing our garage and onto the driveway at any given point…

My Granddaddy was my best pal. I was pretty sure he walked on water. And he had the coolest car in the world—a 1952 MG TD. It arrived in his garage before I arrived on the planet so I guess I would say I’ve known MGs my whole life. Sometime around 1977, my dad found…

By Adam Ford Kristin stood on the front porch and looked out across the fields. The sky was an uninterrupted blue and the morning sun was slowly removing the dusting of frost on the lawn. There was a chill in the air—this was November after all—but the prospect was for a gorgeous day. The kind…

By George Alarcon While working at a copper mine in Copiapo, Chile, my boss saw that I was carrying a handful of nickel sized steel balls. The balls are thrown into a big tumbler, whose agitation causes the balls to beat copper-laced rocks into smaller pieces. When he saw that they were souvenirs, he recommended something other than…

By Graham Robson Okay, admit it, and be proud of it—many of you out there own cars built around the time when Britain’s Queen Elizabeth II came to the throne in 1952, the year in which the British Motor Corporation (BMC) was founded. When the new Queen walked down the steps of her aircraft at…

By Robert Goldman   Back in June, I opened our Friday night pre-Motorfest party with a brief story. It went something like this. History is the context which links seemingly disconnected things into a story. Among my possessions are a funky striped silk necktie, a Japanese cigarette case, and a Thornton-Pickard MkIII Hythe camera. The…