By Ted Eayrs I have owned English sports cars for more than 50 years now. Big Healeys, Sprites, MGs, TR3s, and Jaguars. I recently acquired a 1962 Austin Healey 3000 Mk II and am restoring it with the help of my friend William Staples. He and I have traded Healey survival stories over the years,…
By Roy Locock The run from England down to the south of India was a little over 10,000 miles. The time required to ship the Midget from Chennai to Perth, Western Australia, was four weeks, so I spent a couple of those in Phuket, Thailand. I flew into Perth a week before the car was…
By Robert Goldman I’m not a horror movie fan, but I have read Stephen King’s novel, Christine, the story of a demented Plymouth Fury. Think of that car as a slightly darker, automotive equivalent of the blood-sucking plant in Little Shop of Horrors. Somewhere back in the ’80s, Nels Miller sold my family the grief…
By Mike Hoinowski It’s been a few years since I was actively involved in the Motoring Challenge, little kids tend to keep you busy. Both of my daughters are getting more easily portable as they get older, and they both love our old cars so I figured it was time to get involved again! Starting…
What’s a Morgan doing in the Motoring Challenge you might ask? Apparently it’s winning it! Driven by Mark and Glynis Lee, the Morgan drew many fans this year. And we have a feeling its unique, classic beauty—along with the joy on Mark and Glynis’ faces—distracted people from seeing just how many points they were racking…
Oh I wish I was a Wienermobile driver, that is what I truly want to be. Cuz if I was a Wienermobile driver, Motoring Challengers would be stalking me!
By Roy Locock I am a traveler, a gypsy, nomad, drifter or any of the names given to people who feel they don’t have roots. I have always been this way. I am curious. I want to know what’s over the next hill, and then the next. Between my teens and my sixties I held…
By Doug Ruth and Vahid Schwart In over 60 years of working on cars I have amassed a number of tools: old ones, new ones, shiny ones, worn ones, useless ones, broken ones, and borrowed ones. But by far my most valuable tool is the person working with me, a willing friend who believes that…
By John Russell The 1930 Ford Model A pickup truck sat in the woods, surrounded by trees, its canvas roof hanging like Spanish moss. I had put a lot of time into my brother’s 1928 Model A pickup—he could drive and I had no license, being too young. But I wanted my own. “Would $50…
By Derwood Schrotberger A friend recommend that I send you photos of my car from when we ventured a 200-mile trip to a British car outing at a farm in western North Carolina where they have a large private lake. I was inspired to make a “splash” impression. Did this canoe carrier surprise folks? Yes… at…
