(A note from Chuck): This post is dedicated to my Mother, who would have been 95 today [Sept. 22]. She loved all living things, especially plants, and would have been amazed at the sight of this magnificent tree.)
So when’s the last time you’ve driven through a tree and did no damage whatsoever to your car, its occupants, or the tree itself? That’s right, a tree, a big, growing, hard, wooden thing that gives you shade in the Summertime, usually drops its leaves in the Fall, and looks so grand in the Spring.
The Chandelier Tree in Leggett, California, offers just that opportunity. There’s a small fee as you enter the grounds, where the “natural” potholes enforce a 5 mph park speed limit. And just in case you were wondering, the Tree gets its name from its limbs that resemble an ornate chandelier. Continue reading
For the longest time, there has been one ‘80s Japanese sportscar that I really liked. Wedge shape, liftback body style, pop-ups, etc. I wouldn’t complain if it had a digital dash. And that car was… the Z31 Nissan 300ZX Turbo. Growing up, there were two around my neighborhood and plenty of them could still be found on the streets. The second in line to my heart was the Isuzu Impulse, because we had one in the family for a while, in red, no less. Third in line was the Chrysler Conquest, a Mitsubishi Starion captive import, because my Toyota MR2-driving uncle briefly used to own a couple. But what about the Supra, specifically the one whose generation has come to be known as the MkII on most markets? Unfortunately, I had no exposure to it; they weren’t that common when compared to the aforementioned Z31. Continue reading
The Bandit, aka Burt Reynolds, aka Bo Darville, star of “Smokey And The Bandit.” We also can’t forget “The Cannonball Run” and other revered car-related films. We lost him today, September 6, 2018.
He did many other films such as “Deliverance,” “The Longest Yard (1974),” and “The Best Little Whorehouse In Texas,” but we’ll always remember him best as the Trans-Am drivin’, smooth talkin’, car jumpin’ rebel from the 1977 film. Continue reading
My admiration for this car began one day, as a 21-year-old, when I saw an ad for the first Toyota Celica Supra. The glossy presentation literally blew me away. Here, for the first time in my automotive history, was a small car available with all the refinements of any larger machine. It had power windows and door locks, a tilting steering wheel, a luxurious, plush interior, cruise control, a snazzy console, multi-adjustable bucket seats, and even a sunroof. Continue reading