Having good friends at a variety of car dealers is really cool, especially today. This morning, a new CTS-V Coupe was stopping by a local dealer, and a good friend of mine snapped a pic for me because he knows that I would sell his soul for it. Without further adieu, here it is. Just sit back and appreciate it’s beauty, because nothing else needs to be said.
As I mentioned in yesterday’s Nutts and Bolts blog, I had gone to a car show over the previous weekend and saw a lot of interesting things. One of the cars that really caught my eye was a heavily modified Meyers Manx. Typically, I have zero interest in these and skip right over them, but this one had my name written all over it. This guy ran a VW engine, with a turbocharger, and a megasquirt fuel injection system. Everything was polished, painted, or plated, and it had wheelie bars that looked not only functional, but used. Does it get better than this is the world of Volkswagen ? If so, I challenge you to show me, because I don’t believe it. This is the pinnacle of fun.
Some people tell me that I have a subconscious love for air cooled Volkswagens. I think those people are crazy. (more…)
Over the weekend I went to one of my favorite junkyards. It’s smaller than some of the others around but I feel like the guys that work there are friendlier than average, and 99% of the time, I can find what I need. So it is definitely my number 1 pick for yards…. This time around, I stumbled onto a late 70’s / early 80’s Corvette that had clearly reached the end of the road. It was rotted, crashed, crushed, parted out, beaten, and then disrespectfully smashed. Cars like that are sad to see because you know at some point, a person brought it home from the dealer and loved every single inch of it. They cruised the streets and showed it off to their friends , and now, all that’s left is rust and memories. You had a good run at it Blue Corvette, a real good run…
Before my short lived pre-teenage career in newspaper delivery, I had no idea that dogs could run 100+ mph. It turns out that every dog in my neighborhood could, and they chased me like my pockets were full of delicious steak. The highlight of every dog’s day was when I tried to sneak up to the front door with my GIANT yellow newspaper bag that might as well have said “attack me” on the side of it. Looking back, I think I spent about 10% of my delivery time actually delivering newspapers, and 90% throttling my BMX away from the fastest dogs in the entire universe. For years this traumatized me into fearing dogs and all other animals for that matter. For all I knew – horses, cows, sheep, Bison, and turtles could chase me down, knock me off my bike and bite my legs. Luckily for me, this all changed in high school. A good friend of mine got a dog that was the biggest, scariest looking, friendliest, most lovable dog you could ever imagine. This dog was the turning point for me & animals. So since cars are my passion and animals are just plain fun, I put together this animal & car – friendly photo collage for your enjoyment. (more…)
While on one of my weekend junkyard journeys, I came across possibly the saddest looking 1967 Chevy Chevelle in the history of mankind. It was in tough shape as you can tell, and basic in every possible aspect of the word. It had some of a small block still hiding under the hood, and a terribly boring automatic transmission to match its painfully bland paint. I have to assume that this car put the previous owner to sleep every time they looked at it, which ultimately drove the most boring Chevelle ever to its final resting place.
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Sometimes you go to a car show and find that the most interesting vehicles are the ones in the parking lot. What we have here is a giant aluminum cow (or is it a bull?) sitting atop a 1969 Pontiac Firebird Convertible. Before discovering this amazing relic, I had often found myself awake at night wondering if the addition of a giant aluminum animal would improve the look of my vehicle. Luckily for me, this person proved that it wasn’t as great as I had once imagined. Thank goodness, because I was really having a tough time finding a giant aluminum Impala to sit on my Impala. (more…)