(Authors note: This story is part fiction and part fact, the names have been changed to protect, well…me obviously.) Part One: Discovery It was a dark and stormy night…no it wasn’t either, it was a rainy Wednesday morning, really. March, 31st, 2004, look it up. I had just stopped by the heating and cooling repair…
Every so often we will post some pictures of the folks out there who are taking the Challenge. Many of the photos are sent in in order to earn the “Sneak Peek” bonus points. Others are just for fun. If you’d like to add your favorite shots to the bunch, send them along with a…
I just love tools. I love buying them, having them and using them. I love the way they look, the way they feel in my hand, and the sense of satisfaction I get when I use them to repair or build something. I have all kinds of tools: automotive tools, woodworking tools, power tools, plumbing tools,…
One of the most ridiculous lies I ever told my wife pertained to my 1974 MGB. Now, I know what you’re thinking… “Not many husbands actually confess to lying to their wives…especially in print.” I use the word in the plural as I have two wives, yes, ‘tis true. My mother-in-law lives with us. I…
This is the best, that is, as recommended by British car fans. Here they are folks; from the people who responded to our survey, this is the driving music that moves them the most. Listed in the order that they were received… Me and Bobby McGee – Janis Joplin I want to take you Higher –…
There I was, stuck on level ground. I’d been trying, with no luck, for several minutes to rock the car out of its ¼-inch deep groove. Two cowboys wandered past, no doubt spotted the California plate (MG LIVES ironically enough, even though without help the car would be stuck there until late spring), and asked…
From Moss Motoring 1983 It has been many years now, but oh, the shock, the shame of it! My husband Joe, confessed that he had feelings for another woman! They say that the wife is the last to know, but in the beginning I was so completely ignored that suspicion soon dawned, and then he…
MyHusbandTheEngineer has a green car. He adoringly calls it a ’57 Austin Healey 100-6, BN4. I would turn it into a planter upon his demise, but he’s sunk too much money in it. The green car has no shock absorbers (“shocks” to the intelligentsia), radio (but you couldn’t hear it over the din of the…
