But luckily for me, the fruits of such labour has turn out rather well. It's good to get a day off work and just unleash the inner creativity.
Tonight will mark the introduction of a weekly series of articles that I'll be putting together that will hopefully shed some light on some of the relatively unknown history of the late 20th century classic Japanese/European car culture.
...I'd hope it'd look like this.
Today I got called out by the commentariat for making some 'brash' comments regarding the accident that occurred between Stewart and Ward. I was even accused of being an "armchair commenter". Which, if I'm not mistaken, is exactly what a jury, a judge and a lawyer are as well, once all facts are presented to them.…
Every car guy I meet claims to be a God behind the wheel, but I rarely hear their "Fuck up" stories, which is likely for the best anyways, because it would require me to tell you mine... Which is exactly what I'm going to do today.
Like the 24 Heures Du Le Mans?
As the ray of light hit his face, he winced, and with a small grumble and a swipe across his eyes, he began to slowly wake up. Looking around his aged and weathered apartment, he struggled to align himself with the prospect that this was yet another day to go through without her. He shut his eyes again, turned around…
Refreshing, isn't it?
Forward: This is an opinion piece. Note that all that I've written here forth is nothing more than an opinion. And as you know, opinions are like... Well... You get the picture.
... And yesterday I bought one. It's basically the Lotus of bicycles.
So THAT's what Jalopnik has been up to these past few weeks...
Ahh.... Summer. I like summer. But I hate the sun. That may be because I'm a redhead, so I turn as red as a tomato. So as much as I like to SAY I like summer, the truth is that I spend most of it indoors, dreaming of the cars I'd like to own. Only difference between myself and most dreamers, is that I look at the big…
... was this shot of a Lancia Stratos heading back into the paddock after it's last stage is overcast by a rainstorm, in the 1977 East African Safari Rally.
So, I recently made the decision to head back to Japan in October. Although I'll be stopping in Tokyo for quite awhile, I plan to move back to Osaka... The more "comfortable" city for myself.
A modern day 1960's Formula car? A retro vision of the past? The future? I don't know what to call it or what it is, but you can figure it out and let me know.
Every time I try to explain to people the Japanese underground racing scene or that I know a lot of big time players in Japan through passing and as acquaintance (some as even close friends), I always get the stink eye. This is usually after they've inquired about some Japanese racing group, or they've made some bold…
(A lot of people won't agree with my ideology. That's okay. Just don't harp on me about it. I live in this bubble mindset, a long with a few other people. We like it in here. We'll send you a postcard sometime.)
Didn't turn out too bad I guess.
I thought I might devote myself to going back to Japan, for a year, and documenting all the big tuning shops and their origins, Classic European, American and Japanese cars in Japan, and basically document the whole 80's/90's/Early 2000's "JDM" scene.
Forward: This is a long post. If you have the time to read it, I say go for it! If you don't, then I also understand. As of the end of this sentence, it's 1720 words, so I hope you've put aside at least 10 minutes!