By John Schein In the past, the fabric of Mini history was thought to have been pulled asunder by the 1969 separation of John Cooper Racing from BMC. In reality it was kept intact, however, you had to travel to South Africa to find this small but important link in the Mini’s sporting legacy. When…
By Adam Ford The afternoon sun streams through the bay window, warming a patch of the floor where Seera and Teco lay on the rug. Teco sleeps, his head nestled on his front paws, unaware of the time of day, but Seera’s ears are alert for the familiar sound. A few cars pass by outside…
by Robert Goldman Moss Secrets… Revealed? Ah yes, back in the day… Back in the day, we used to wait ten years after a car was out of production before creating a catalog. It wasn’t so much a written policy as a guideline. The feeling was that no one would care about said vehicles until…
By Graham Robson Have you ever driven a Mini? Or sat in one? How frequently do you see one on the road? In the United States, maybe not often—yet in the UK they were once as familiar as hot dogs, fries and Coke. In other words, they were everywhere. I bought my first new Mini…
By Michael Kotowski My friend was among the last group of passengers to fly on the now retired Concord supersonic jetliner. He told me that as the aircraft was gathering speed and climbing toward cruising altitude, an illuminated sign on the bulkhead announced, “You are now traveling faster than a .45 caliber bullet.” “And there…
By Mike McPhail When I got my barn-find Healey 100 back in the 20th Century, it had been off the road for a long time. One of the many non-operative components to be dealt with was the wiper motor. Okay, what do you expect to get for $3500? Applying 12 volts to the wiper motor…
By Greg Prehodka I dearly love my classic sports cars. I’ve had MGs in particular since 1967. Driven ’em, rallied ’em, worked on ’em, and raced ’em. Much more important to me, however, are the wonderful people I’ve gotten to know who also own MGs. It is for them that I write this request: be…
There’s something magical, and more than a little taboo, about driving a sports car in the snow. Onlookers think you’re nuts and would never do that if it were their car. Or so they say as they continue to stare at the sight of it. When I received the following story from Jamie Boss, I…
By Jamie Boss Most young men in high school were passionate about something. It could be the young ladies. Definitely football. I even knew some who were passionate about math. I loved British cars. While some would read serious books for English class like Moby Dick, I preferred shop manuals with exploded views. Such was…
My MG-TC Legacy By James Beal It was the late ‘60s. I was between classes when I spotted an Austin Healey Mk-1 Sprite in a parking lot. I left a note with my name and phone number just in case the owner would consider selling the car. That call never came. Several years later, the…
