On one of my favorite car websites, Petrolicious. I photographed and wrote about my friend Tim's Dad's 1973 Triumph TR-6 earlier this summer. Here's the link to the full article, with an excerpt below:



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Story and Photography by Dave Burnett for Petrolicious

I'd like to take a moment to address a touchy subject, especially for us menfolk. I'm talking about Rmmmmnchh. ROMMMANCH. See? I can't even pronounce the word because I am for some reason suddenly clenching my jaw very tightly and sweating. Romance isn't easy for many guys. Listen ladies, just because we don't want to be caught buying you an [adorable] fireman teddy bear for Valentine's Day doesn't mean we don't care about you. It just proves that we have no business expressing any sort of feelings. Women are born with fully developed, adult-sized "romance expression genes" and it's why they are always right outside the bathroom door whispering about feelings and potpourri while we are on the john (please god, tell me they all do that, right?). Men have these genes too, but they are deficient, and I am not sure where mine are located. I am pretty certain at this point they are nowhere near my pants.So how can a red blooded man express the true romance that lies dormant just waiting to burst from his heart? How about the best damn way possible: with a bloody proper English sports car. A convertible. A red one. One that you'll own your whole life. This is the story of what some say is perhaps British Leyland's greatest car, the Triumph TR-6, and one owner's forty year long romance with his.

"I fell in love with it when I saw it for sale on a guy's lawn," said Mr. Joe Nazzaro of his 1973 TR-6. This was in 1974, when the Triumph was still nearly brand new. Despite the fact that Joe's wife Sharon was pregnant with their first child at home in New Jersey, Joe was clearly set on having a family that included an English roadster. "After a test drive I was sold and so was the car," he said. The TR-6 was promptly put into service as a daily driver. The family history with this car is deep: Joe has stacks of photos of his sons Jody and Tim growing up, and often you'll spot the familiar red TR-6 in the background. Even the family dog, who loved riding shotgun, was connected to the car. The TR-6 has a lot of significance in the Triumph family tree as well, and to understand that we'll need to rewind even further and go back to the battle for post-war American sports car buyers in the early 1950s.

Try to remember a time before cars like the Chevrolet Corvette and Ford Thunderbird existed. You can't. Weird right? That's because you're nowhere near old enough you damn hipster, or you are old enough but can't even remember if you turned the stove off. In the early 1950s, America's idea of a sports car was the Hudson Hornet, and the only hope you had of going around corners quickly in anything made by Detroit would be to take nearly everything off a Model A (Deuce or otherwise) Ford except the engine. As a result, rival British carmaker MG was killing it in North America thanks to interest from the American soldiers who developed a taste for MG's stylish little TC roadster in Europe during World War II. Triumph launched the TR line in 1953 largely to compete with MG and get a piece of this hot sports car action. It worked. The vast majority of the TR cars were exported, with many hitting American shores.

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