Showing posts with label classic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label classic. Show all posts

15.1.11

i write about wine | part v




2012 CHRYSLER SEBRING LANCIA FLAVIA BERLINA


This is the face of the new Lancia Flavia. It also happens to be the face of the new Chrysler 200, and I'm not sure what to make of that.

If you know me well enough, you know that I lust over Lancias the way most of my generation lusts after Lamborghinis or Ferarris.

Countach? Make mine an HF Integrale, thanks.

If you know me well enough, you also know that I've owned several Lancias, and I've looked back on 1982 (the last year Lancias were officially sold in the US) as a dark year. A tainted year.

Through the lenses of dozens of automotive photographers over the last 3 decades, however, I've watched the brand evolve. I've been mocked and teased by the Lancia gods time and time again. The Alfa 164 and Saab 9000 were almost Lancias, but not Lancias. I made do with my 1975 and 1981 Lancia Beta coupes, but what I wanted was a new Lancia - which is probably why I haven't been able to keep any other car for very long.

When the economy tanked in 2008, though, there was suddenly hope. Lancia's parent company (Fiat) absorbed Chrysler, and announced that it would merge the Lancia and Chrysler brands. It was fantastic news, and I held my breath to see what would happen next.

I didn't have to wait long to exhale, as Chrysler released their version of the storied Delta at the very next Detroit auto show. Sure, it said "Chrysler" on its rump, but it was an honest-to-goodness Lancia on US shores. I felt excited and vindicated.

This news of the Lancia Flavia's return after a near forty-year absence elicits quite the opposite response. The new Flavia is an honest-to-goodness Chrysler, but it says "Lancia" on its rump.

So, is it a Lancia?

The 200, by all accounts, is dynamically flawed. Have there ever been dynamically flawed Lancias? I don't know. In fact, this whole conversation of what makes a Lancia a Lancia and whether this Chrysler is "worthy" of carrying the Lancia shield is the exactly same sort of semantic exercise in metaphysics that I spent several years trying to avoid in college, so I won't let myself get sucked into it here.

What I will let myself get sucked into, however, is the question of whether or not the 200 is worthy to wear the Flavia badge.

This, dear reader, is a classic 1963 Lancia Flavia Berlina.



MORE VLASSIC THAN CLASSIC


I know. It looked better in my memory, too.

The Flavia is the "black sheep" of old Lancias, then. It doesn't encourage you to flog it, like a Fulvia. It doesn't beg to run free and fast over the open road, like an Aurelia. It doesn't buzz like an olympic swimming pool of pissed off honeybees, like an 037. It doesn't chew you up and spit you out, like a Stratos. The old Flavia doesn't do much, in fact, except fit four people and carry the same storied shield as its more romantic brothers ...

... which is exactly what the new Flavia will do.

7.1.11

2012 c coupe turbo




TEH NEW HAWTNESS


That up there is the new face booty of Mercedes' sports coupes, and what booty it be!

The boys at Jalopnik posted some early press pics of the upcoming 2012 C coupe earlier today, and mentioned new turbocharged 6 and 4-cylinder engines. Here's what you really need to know, though: everyone at Speedriven is psyched about this car.

Stay tuned.

3.10.09

sunshine superchik | part iv






Watching tiny actress Ellen Page skate between meaty, fishnet-clad legs in "Whip It!" last night was awesome. As cool as the kickass roller derby chicks were, however, it was the little Karmann Ghia coupe being driven by one of Page's supporting cast (Maggie Mayhem!) that stole the show for me.

The little car left me with a few unanswered questions: what is it about the Karmann Ghia that makes it such a great chick car, and why don't I have one?

That first question is easy: the little Ghia is a great chick car because it's cute. The Ghia is small, and small things are cute. It's curvy, in an unintimidating sort of way that gives the whole car a lovely, "toy" quality.



KARMANN GHIA


In short: it's just darling!

That second question - about why I don't own one - is a bit more complicated.

I can trace my Ghia-lust to the late 80's, when my father started pointing the little gems out to me, proclaiming it as "the" car for me. It was Italian, sorta. Also German, sorta. For whatever reason, though, it stuck - and to this day, many of of my girlfriends confess to some degree of Ghia-lust.

SO, why don't we own one? Or why don't they own them? Or whatever - however the grammar works itself out - yay, English degree!

The answer to that question: I don't know.

In "Whip It!", the Ghia belongs to Maggie Mayhem (Maggie Mayhem!), a semi-typical single mother with alt-girl sensibilities who works some inane day-job and kicks righteous roller-grrl ass by night ... and if that fictional chick can afford one, why don't the rest of us gals find a way to afford one?

I mean, how hard can it be to own and maintain a classic Italian car?

Come to think of it, ignore that last part. Pretend it's German.



TOTALLY NOT ITALIAN


I think "we" don't own classic cars because we're a little bit afraid of them. Something about them makes them seem expensive and unreliable. They probably don't even make the parts anymore. We'd have to buy a nice one cash, anyway, and we don't have cash. This is 'murica, and we finance things, dammit!

A quick read on the Karmann Ghia from the best-named car site on the web (Ate Up With Motor) seems to indicate that owning one is no big deal, assuming you live somewhere dry and have the means to secure a good mechanic.
The original Karmann Ghia, however, remains immortal. They're prone to rust - a perennial Karmann problem, exacerbated by the complex welding for the body's compound curves.

With close to 500,000 built, though, they are common enough to be affordable, but not so ubiquitous as to be dull. As long as they don't rot or suffer a severe shunt, they're as cheap and easy to run as a Beetle. There are many faster cars, but few as pretty.

I can handle "immortal", for sure - women love commitment! - and (if you have the means/got the goods) I wholeheartedly recommend locking down a guy that's handy with the cars.

That, or find yourself a kick-ass Chicago chick who knows how to turn a wrench ... how's that for 21st century feminism!?

9.6.09

carf*ckers



As many of you know, I put a lot of hours into this business. When I am at work I tend to work, and when I am at home I tend to work. When I am at bookstores I read car mags. When I am in bars I talk to the guy next to me about what he drives. When I sleep, I dream of galloping elephants.

In short: I am obsessed.

The guys I work with are obsessed, too.

We are obsessive people. This is why we get along.

All the same, every once in a while we simply ask too much of ourselves, and run out of hours in a day. On those occasions, we make customers wait. We apologize and plead for patience, sacrificing animals to the supply gods, the shipping gods, and the coffee gods alike, each time praying that the next moment will bring us whatever part, bolt, screw, or "Boojie" that is missing to complete the task at hand.

Or maybe, that's just what we WANT you to think - and we're really just rubbing up on sexy, sexy cars while you're not looking!

Ha! Ha-ha! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!







That was a classic bit from The Kids in the Hall!

Hope you enjoyed it.

12.4.09

happy easter ... wear a cup








It may not be as advanced as some of my earlier Easter favorites (South Park's classic "Hare Club for Men" episode and 1968's "Night of the Living Dead" come to mind), but Black 20's "the Easter Bunny Hates You" deserves its place on the happy Easter podium.

Enjoy your Zombie Day!

16.3.09

awesome 80's benzos






Those of you old enough and wise enough to be aware of Bruno Sacco's work at Mercedes-Benz might already know about this, but it was news to me when I read about it on the increasingly excellent De Luxe blog earlier, today.

The short version is this: those of you who want a late-70's or mid-80's Sacco Benz are in luck. You can go to Mercedes-Benz' new Young Classics Center and buy yourself an unmolested, pristine, classic Benzo.

Those of you not interested in "the long(er) version", can take a look at the screencap below, and start frantically clicking the ads on this page. When I scrape up the funds, I'll let all (both?) my regular readers ride shotgun!





The long(er) version is this: whether they will admit it publicly or not, the W210 E and W140 S class cars did more to tarnish the three-pointed-star than Benz' close ties with the Nazis. The quality on these mid-90's cars simply was not there, and longtime customers fled to upstarts Lexus and Infiniti, finding levels of quality close - but not equal - to what they'd become accustomed to.

These "young classic" MBs were built The Old Way.

They were built by craftsmen like the previously mentioned Dr. Steve Jones (the RENN's engine-builder and head technician for over 20 years), who demand that everything be absolutely Right before it leaves the shop.

I'm happy to say that Benz learned its lesson, and the latest C class is built more in line with The Old Way of thinking ... but it is still what all modern MBs are: safe, solid, fast, dynamically excellent - and ever so slightly plastic. Hopefully Dr. Jones will come to his senses soon, then cram some modern suspension and brake bits into his gorgeous 6.0 liter E Hammer.

27.8.08

::needs more money::






I always fall for the Expensive ones, so (as you might guess) this little photo is enough to give me heart palpitations.

What you see above is roughly a million USD being thrown around the track by the same kind of crazy Brits and Germans that do this with SLR McLarens. The difference, of course, is that THESE million-dollar Mercs have skinny tires and absolutely garbage brakes ... if you can even call them brakes. "impact softeners", maybe - but in this era of 16" Brooklyn style rotors, certainly not "brakes".

Anyway - it's not Florida, but the cars certainly is super. CLICK HERE for the original article, and click on my Google ads like madness so I can buy one of these things!!