Five More Underrated Rides from the 1930s

Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Five More Underrated Rides from the 1930s

You might remember a write up I penned a few years ago about Underrated Orphan cars of the 30s. The point of the story was to list out some of other… continue reading »

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Chop The Top (1952)

Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Chop The Top (1952)

Let me open by giving you a tip for good vintage hot rod publications: Pick up the old Fawcett Books whenever you can. Their “Hot Rod Handbook”, “Sports Cars and… continue reading »

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Hey Shithead!

Monday, April 6, 2015
Hey Shithead!

I know… I know… I’m breaking my own rules here with my title, but I just couldn’t help myself. Yesterday, the subject of “chopped mercs” and their ubiquity came… continue reading »

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You never forget your first…

Tuesday, March 31, 2015
You never forget your first…

I was talking to someone on the phone last night about the feeling of euphoria the very first time I drove an old car to Paso Robles for what… continue reading »

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The best 1949-1952 Chevrolet Ever Built

Wednesday, March 25, 2015
The best 1949-1952 Chevrolet Ever Built

Trend Book #143. If you’ve flipped through it, you have undoubtedly seen these two shots of Tony Tellez’s 1951 Chevrolet Fleetline. In fact if you are a dedicated… continue reading »

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Elegance and a 1940 Mercury

Friday, March 20, 2015
Elegance and a 1940 Mercury

The other night, I stumbled into a troublesome conversation about elegance. It bounded from the earliest days of formality and class to its decline on the doorstep of… continue reading »

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The Ken Atkinson ’52 Ford

Monday, March 16, 2015
The Ken Atkinson ’52 Ford

Most people in Texas hear the name Ken Atkinson and immediately think of the early years of Texas Drag Racing. Ken campaigned a number of cars throughout Texas from… continue reading »

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“The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby”

Friday, March 6, 2015
“The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby”

Muffled voices grew louder as my eyes stayed locked on the material in front of me. The cursor blinked. Like an entrenched soldier, I peered out of my… continue reading »

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