It should be no secret for those around our Virginia headquarters, we’re quite pleased with our new showroom. To “inaugurate” the place, we held an open house on March 16th. Of course, mother nature decided nothing says springtime like rain, hail, and snow. Consequently, there was a little of each over the course of the…
When I think about the many years that MGs have been in my orbit, I found there are so many moments of pure joy that its hard to pick just one story from the many. The bottom line is: I love MGs and always will. Already from the age of five I was drawn to…
March 2012 I invested in a LBC, it is a 1967 Austin-Healey Sprite. I found the car on Craig’s list and was debating between that and a MGB. Well I really wanted the Austin-Healey, so I purchased it without really knowing too much about the car. Now I am learning more and more about the…
My MGB acquisition came after four years of avoiding the draft and prior to entry into the real world. It was a 1967 colored BRG mostly, except for the rust, and had belonged to a friend of my older sister’s. I knew it was the way to go since my sister’s ’64 Midget had a…
It was a stunning Sunday afternoon in Texas, a top down day if there ever was one. As I drove with a cigar set firmly between my teeth, I took in all the senses that only a car like this can provide, senses poetically described by the rock band Rush, in a song from their…
In 1958, I turned 16 years old, got my driver’s license and was determined to buy my first sports car. Actually, my first thought was to buy a pre-war American car and build a hot rod because I didn’t dream that I could afford a sports car. I had joined the national Hot Rod Association…
In addition to the obvious gender difference, my mum and Mr. Hawthorn didn’t have much in common except for the following: 1) They were both blonde, 2) they were both English (alright, alright, my mum was of English ancestry only, but on both sides of her family, okay?), and 3) most importantly, they both drove…
“That is the ugliest car I have ever seen.” These were the words spoken by my wife Melody as the car hauler pulled into the driveway with my latest acquisition, a 1970 Lotus Europa S2. The car admittedly was less than stellar; scuffed Bahama Yellow paint, doors askew, cobwebs draped from the mud splattered undercarriage,…
I’d like to share a story with you. I wish I had a great one. I am just a middle age (48) father of two loving daughters with a desire to have some fun. My first MGB was a 1976 I bought when I graduated Penn State in 1989. I loved that car and my…
Deep thoughts from the lighter side of the forum Online British car forums are indispensable. The conversations not only help with fixes, they also build community. Oh, and they can be pretty hilarious too. lfmTR4 — aka Lou Mijares I am seeking to understand why some of you have named your cars after a guy or…
