Yesterday I found myself in a parking garage in Boston. I got out of my lowly Subaru, turned around and KaPow! In front of me was a beautiful Mercedes Benz posing for a picture. Since I am never one to deny the 1A Blog from automotive beauty, I quickly snapped this picture. I really need to start carrying a better camera, or photographer.
In any case, what we are looking at here is a newer Mercedes Benz CLS-Class. I’d say it is probably a 2006-10 model. It appears to be lowered a bit and sitting on wheels that are worth far more than my truck. These cars make close to 500 horsepower, and 500 foot pounds of torque, so attempts to escape one from a stop light will likely be futile.
In the beginning of the 1970’s muscle cars were it. The more cubic inches you had, the more you could brag. Then the big bad catalytic converter jumped into the car scene, and ruined everybody’s fun. Way to go smog. By the time the late 1970’s came around, the best you could hope for in a new car was a manual transmission, some groovy disco stripes, and t-tops to let your hair breath. In short, you hoped for this Road Runner.
Flat out, I have no idea what year this Road Runner is, but I’m quite sure its between 1976-80. The front bumper is throwing me off because it has the parking lights in it. I’m not sure if that was a specific year thing or a Road Runner thing. No matter what year it is, this car is the bees knees. Just look at it for god sakes! 360 V8, manual transmission, t-tops, side pipes, chrome Cragars, window vents, a hood scoop, and those frickin stripes! Oh god, I gotta have those stripes! If cool options were land mass, this Road Runner would be the Louisiana Purchase. I’m serious. I would put a comb in my back pocket, bury my foot into the cutpile carpet, and rock this thing hard. Would chicks dig it you ask? Who knows!? Who cares!? Just look at those stripes!
Reed Sorenson ended up being the winner of Saturday’s Bucyrus 200 at Road America. From what shaped up to be a pretty crazy finish, it initally was Jason Allgaier who took the white flag and looked as though he had the cat in the bag to drive his machine to victory lane when Aric Almirola’s car stopped over in turn 5.
Allgaier who was in the lead ran out of gas in turn 6, handing the lead over to Reed Sorenson. When that happened the flagman waived the yellow caution flag which freezes the field on the last attempt of a green-white-checkered finish. Ron Fellows matted the gas on his machine after the yellow came out passing Sorenson which confused the winner of the race. Continue reading Reed Sorenson Wins At Road America
This 1922 Dodge Brothers’ 4 Door Convertible had one of the sweetest brake lights strapped on to its rear fender. Unfortunately, judging by the condition of the lens, some evildoer didn’t get the message.
Much like the crazy Fire Truck we saw the other day on eBay, today we have a Craigslist find that will make you wonder what was in your cereal this morning. Let me preface this by saying, I have a HUGE respect for anybody that takes on a major project like this, and actually follows through to witness its completion. Whether it is space-ship-esque or not, you have to give the guy credit for getting these parts to actually mate up to each other. That being said, your eyes are in for a candy treat this morning, in the form of a 3rd Gen F-Body.
It’s yellow. It’s packing some serious punch with a V6 and “chop head and roller rocker arm“. It’s got 20 speakers, a 7 inch tv in the dash, and a 16 inch monitor in the roof. It’s got even more yellow. It’s got a Mitsubishi front bumper and headlights from a 92-94 DSM. What else could you want?
No matter how many times you stab the key into the steering column, you are just not going to find the hole there. Go ahead, try it again… it still won’t be there. One more time you say? Ok fine, but you will be even more disappointed when you find it on the dashboard. At least it’s a rental.