by Ed and Kathleen Praxel What were we doing here in the dirt alongside a cobbled road somewhere in southern Mexico helping change a wheel on a well-used Buick Roadmaster? The young driver of the beat up “road warrior” seemed vague as to where he was and where he was going. The lug nuts on…
A car is more than a medium of transport. What better way to celebrate than by hearing stories of what you named your car and why? We received tons of entries, and had a great time goin through them. A big thanks to all for participating! It gives us the greatest pleasure to celebrate National…
by Calvin Sikstrom My MGB Time Machine looked great next to an Austin Mini at the Show-and-Shine. Main Street was closed, and a volunteer helped me back into a spot. More than a hundred cars lined both sides of the street for several blocks. The sky was clear.The sun was hot. Cold Lake’s Main Street…
by John Bures I brought this car to the states over 50 years ago. Drove it up and down the LA freeway with Al Moss. But my little story starts before then. I loved English cars and wanted to travel through Europe. In 1962, MGTCs were not expensive in the UK. As soon as I…
By Roy Locock So far, if you’re just now joining my MG Midget journey, I’ve traveled from Oxford, England, across Europe, through Iran, Pakistan and from the Himalayas to the south of India. Then, completing a 12,000 mile circuit of Australia, I drove “Bridget the Midget” across Argentina into Chile and up to the Peru…
By Jeremiah Lancaster I’m having a hard time remembering details of that dark period of time when our MG family did not have an MG. But I remember clearly how it ended. I remember commenting how Whidbey Island, Washington, would be the perfect place to own an MGB. Nice roads, good weather, and you were…
By Bob Bicknell Think back to your early teen years—for some of us, that’s looking a long, long way back. Think back to those awful years before you could legally drive. Yes, I know some of you snuck around and drove on occasion anyway, but hopefully you weren’t like me and backed into your Dad’s…
By Graham Robson Long ago, in the early 20th century, every British road car was built in the same way. First there was a chassis frame, then all the running gear was bolted to it, and finally a body shell was added. In almost every case the body was based on a hand-crafted wooden skeleton,…
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 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…
