I’ve been a little delinquent on posts as of late; thankfully its not for a lack of progress on the Saab! I’ll have more of an update on that soon. In the meantime, thought I’d share a few video gems I found via Motor Con Brio! Sure it’s a bit lazy, but that’s what car blogging is all about! Hey, it’s also hard to argue with interesting tunes and good videography. I should also point out that all three videos come via some interesting French (or Belgian) outfit called Lab Guillaume, which I know nothing about and has resisted my exhaustive efforts google them for more than 5 seconds.
First up, who doesn’t love the Goddess? The car starts with a hell of a sense of occasion, doesn’t it?
If this doesn’t make the a ho hum version of the Mercedes w124 interesting, I don’t know what will.
And finally, a little early Neue Klasse BMW 520 love, who couldn’t love a car in that color?
Editor’s note: long time reader and friend of this blog, Nicholas recently bought his dream car: a Porsche 911 Turbo. Yeah, holy hell is right. Nicholas is an old friend and likes things that go. I’ve asked him to periodically share his experience of owning a 12 year old supercar. God help him, and us.
I bought a supercar. I had a ticket 3 minutes later. It was the best traffic stop I’ve ever been through. The cop laughed the whole time, he clearly thought it was a cool car.
I think I’ve been spending too many Sundays in Brookline, MA, why in the world would I voluntarily get my ass up at 6:20 on a precious summer weekend to go all the way out to the Boston ‘burbs? Because Saabath. Yep, another Swedish Car Day has come and gone. And it was spectacular.
A partial collection of our motley band’s cars. We did a similar photo last year.
Wrenching in the city when you don’t have a garage presents a series of logistical headaches. While I love Slummerville, MA and our condo, I don’t have off-street parking and, obviously, no easy access to a garage. As a result ya gotta get by with some help from your friends. Over the last couple of weeks my buddy Jesse has been good enough to host me at his garage around the corner from my house for some evening wrenching. So while I certainly enjoy my jaunts down to Providence and Jim’s garage, the hour or so of driving isn’t exactly conducive to my week night routine.
Wagons ho! My Outback a brace 245 wagons and that subline 122s.
This week I’m trying to be more diligent/timely with my posts, whereas it took me almost 5 weeks to post photos from British Car Day at the Larz, this time it will only take me a few hours days! It was a gray and drizzly morning, more suited to British cars really, but that didn’t seem to keep record crowds away. Truthfully, I could care less for the real marquee draws of this show – Ferrari, Maserati and Lamborghinis aren’t really my bag. What I came for were the Alfas, Fiats and Lancias. Thankfully, despite a very strong showing of the more gauche supercar set, there were plenty of more interesting, and accessible cars to be seen. So here goes!
The Godfather of the modern Sports Sedan, Alfa Berlina
Lancia Scorpion, also known as the Montecarlo
Brown and square.
Always amazes me when I see cars with spares mounted near the engine.
Another Lancia, this one a Delta!
Alfa Romeo Guilia Spider
Alloy engine that powered many 60s Aflas.
Hey, a Saab! Er, no that’s a 164, which is a cousin
That bodykit screams the 80s!
Its a big, big car.
Big fan of the GTV here!
Look best in red or black.
Alfetta GTV and GT Veloce, a lovely pair.
This GT Veloce had my heart.
1.8 DOHC motor was good for 120bhp, which is a lot when pushing only 2300lbs.
Lovely, focused interior.
The serpent devouring a man evocative of medieval heraldry
This car does not have a badge angle.
GT Veloces were well represented!
Here’s to you Mrs. Robinson!
Niki Lauda edition Spider!
You can drive it, but not like Niki.
Another Graduate, included only for the sake of the color.
The ever restrained De Tomaso Pantera
Good lord, look at that lump!
Tom Selleck wants his 308 back
Lookie at all those nifty switches! I’m sure when one breaks its a simple trip down to AutoZone for a replacement.
Oh, how gauche.
Fix it Tony! A brace of 124s
Wait, who invited the Frenchie? Oh, right it’s got Maserati mechanicals.