Let me say right now that I am a product of my upbringing. Any foolish notions that I have towards British sports cars are all inherited from my father (and mother, to a lesser extent). Now that my disclaimer has been disclaimed, let me tell you a story… There once was a boy who had…
It all started when my friend Chris let me drive his ’74 MGB a few years ago. I only drove it for a few miles but there was something about it that made me feel connected to the road and the machine I was sitting in. The steering took some effort as did the brake…
Dad discovered his love for British cars when he was just 15 years old. He and his high school friend spent their spare time working on his friend’s Bug Eyed Sprite. It wasn’t long before Dad bought his own car–a 1967 MGB GT for just $200. It needed some work but before he could finish…
When you add a British car to the family, it can inspire teamwork and togetherness In today’s fast-paced society, every member of the family has a different schedule of activities. A family meal can feel like a momentous occasion. Fathers are so busy they may put off a car restoration project until after the kids…
For all of us MG owners that have a multitude of MGs, I have a true story that justifies the jumble. Many years ago I had taken a liking to MGs; they were the right size for a one-person show. My love of these great little cars kept expanding when I would discover the advantages…
Michael: Dad brought up the idea of getting a TR6 to work on when I was 14. Great idea, I thought, we’d have a car done by the time I got my license. I had no clue of the amount of work it would take. I just thought it would be cool to drive a…
On February 20, 1961 while on a Navy deployment, I purchased my first new car in Kowloon, Hong Kong—a dove gray, right-hand-drive MGA roadster. At that time foreign car prices were less overseas and particularly in the free port of Hong Kong, one of the best places in the world to buy almost anything. Low cost…
Our 1972 TR6 was purchased as a project for my son Michael and I. We purchased the car when my son was 15 and it took us about a year and a half to tear it down to the frame and tub and rebuild it to the condition it is in now. All of the work…
My brother, Cal, has owned his 1959 MGA since High School. It was his first car in 1974 and he cherishes it now as he did then. He called me to say that his beloved had developed a cough upon acceleration and asked for a little advice and assistance. My father introduced the family to…
This story begins with my wife’s recovery from what we though to be a life-threatening illness. To celebrate her first day out of bed, I suggested an afternoon outing in nearby Huntsville, Alabama. She could shop at her pace while I amused myself at Barnes & Noble bookstore until she returned. Once at B&N, I…
