By Eric Glomstad I began my ownership of British cars when I was 19 years old. The vehicle was a Jaguar XK150, which I drove through my first three years of college. Since then, I have owned six Jaguars, seven MGBs, two Midgets, one Sunbeam Alpine, two Triumph TR3s, and three Austins. Through all the…
By Graham Robson It was on arriving at MG’s headquarters in Abington, near Oxford, for the very first time (in the 1960s), that I suddenly had to decide exactly what sort of business I was visiting. Was I about to enter a manufacturing facility, or merely a cute, old-fashioned, assembly plant? In fact I think…
By Julius Aballera We were a part of the Second Great Migration. I was born in Arkansas in 1949 and when I began school my family moved to South Central Los Angeles. 10 years later we moved to Pismo Beach in Central California. When I wasn’t playing sports, I was running a paper route, pulling…
Casper’s Story By Bill Pugh It all began way back in 1957 when I acquired the new 1957 Triumph TR3 hardtop (this was the Midwest) with wire wheels and overdrive. I was just a young Navy Petty Officer then, and AnnaBelle was still a Nursing student. Going to the Electronics School in Memphis, I met…
Celebrating 60 Years of the Western NY Centre MG Car Club By Dick Powers In the Fall of 1957, seven hardcore MG enthusiasts from Rochester, NY, were having a fun weekend in Tupper Lake, NY. Over a few brews, they decided that the good times they were having should not end, and when they got…
By Willie Alexander I replaced all the weatherstripping and glazing on the windshield of my 1979 MGB. A review of online forum posts indicated installation of the windshield would be a challenge. I dry fitted the windshield and found the forward lip section and bottom tubular section of the ‘windshield to body seal’ creating interference…
By Scott Fischer “Yes. This.” That was the two-word Facebook posting from my friend, and fellow British-car sufferer, Jeff Zurschmeide in April 2013. It accompanied a Craigslist ad he’d found for a 1951 MG TD, unrestored, in a nearby town at the edge of the Oregon wine country. From the pictures, it looked complete, straight,…
By Michael Kotowski “You are now approaching a roundabout. Please enter in a anti-clockwise direction and take the third carriageway on the right,” said the voice from my GPS. Earlier that afternoon I had cleverly toggled my GPS’s voice to “English Gal.” She has a charming British accent, although some of her terms and cues…
By Jeff Porada My good friend suggested we restore cars together. This nudge in my life made sense. Get paid to do something I love? Yes, I like that idea. I had been running a restaurant and touring with a jazz band but it was nearly impossible to play music around a busy restaurant schedule,…
By Tony Ly I have been in the hobby since my late teens. I love these cars, especially the Austin-Healey Bugeye Sprite for its unique personality and character. As I got older, my visual taste and appreciation expanded to other forms of art, too. The first time I saw Revi Ferrer’s work, I was immediately…
