by Matthew Edwards Rote sayings, endless repetitions, and patterns are the benchmarks in my son’s life. When he stopped talking at two years old, we feared he had damaged his hearing, but the truth was he was autistic. There is a huge spectrum of autism, but my son is on the higher-support-needs end of autism….
Moss Motors makes it easier for TRs to blow smoke By Rob Mullner A few of life’s important decisions—like selecting a fine wine in a restaurant—are based purely on hearsay and good intentions. Selecting a replacement exhaust system for your car is different. If you have an out-of-production orphan like my beloved 1973 Triumph TR6,…
In the corner of a building in an industrial complex sit the collected pieces of a rough and rusted 1971 Triumph TR6. The engine is out, doors and panels are off and an inspection of the frame would cause you to cringe. To those who know what they’re looking at, the car is scrap-worthy. But…
A Drive Through the Desert It started out as many driving adventures have – subject to precious little deliberation but with an ambitious goal to use a British sports car as regular transportation to get from one point to another just like occurred on a regular basis ‘back in the day.’ In this case, the…
By Abram Perry I put my job on hiatus, packed a bit of camping gear into the boot, and set off down the back roads. It took several months to explore the southwest, hiking the National Parks and BLM land, a wonderful region filled with red rock, canyons, and abundant public lands. Reaching California, the…
By Forrest Struss Most of my high school years in Montana were spent driving a customized 1948 Chrysler. In 1960, I graduated, enlisted in the Army, and was soon stationed in Germany. My first appreciation for British sports cars developed in Germany in 1963 when my good Army friend purchased a new Triumph TR4. I…
By Joe Gliemmo British cars have been part of my life for as long as I can remember. My Dad had an Austin-Healey 100 from the time I was 6-7 until I was 16. It was some time before I figured out why he’d sold it. He had a ‘54 model, then a ‘59 during…
The Mongrel in Tennessee: “A Day with Richard Lockhart” by Ralph Arata I previously wrote a driveline article on “Garage Tour – Tennessee Style” but this one is a bit different. Since relocating to the Knoxville Tennessee area, Susan and I have joined the Blount British Car Club (BBC) – an active club of 80 members….
Rosey By Bill Pugh It all began in 1985, when our daughter came to me for advice on buying her first car. She had her eyes on a Miata, and after thinking a while, I remembered some good advice I’d heard somewhere, “Every young woman should have one red convertible”. And so she did! Many…
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…
