Originally posted by grhazelton Nice shot of the FIAT 124 Sport. I had a '71 example for a few years, it was truly a pleasure ... when it was running right! Given its age when I owned it, it was more of a hobby car than everyday transportation. But top down on a warm Georgia night, wonderful!
There's a commonly held belief that most Fiats and Alfa Romeos are hobby cars even when they're new
There's a grain of truth in that, but it's not really a fair assessment.
Age doesn't necessarily determine whether or not a car is a hobby car. Sometimes it comes down to dollars and dedication. I posted some shots of a 1937 Aston Martin a few years ago. This one:
There's an article about the car in Australian Classic Car magazine. I had no idea when I've been talking to the owner (John) that the car is "famous"
AUSTRALIAN CLASSIC CAR
It's a beautiful thing. Note that it doesn't have club plates. The owner was using it as a more-or-less daily driver. I've seen it parked in the street while the owner was shopping. It might not be his daily driver any more because I saw him driving into his garage a couple of weeks ago in a new-looking Lotus Elise.
Originally posted by grhazelton And the old Porsche brought back happy memories. When I was in college a friend who'd lost his license hired me, a car-less fellow student, to drive him to his part time job in his Porsche Speedster, the real deal, original model. I could keep the car on campus and use it myself. What a deal! And his part time job? Resetting used cars' speedometers, a practice still quasi-legal at that time. In that Speedster I learned the joys and fears of rear-engine cars, once spinning it 360 in a boulevarded intersection. No damage, save to my ego. Wet weather and swing axles can be exciting!
What a deal indeed. And Wow. A Porsche Speedster. The 356 is owned by a friend of many years who migrated to Australia from Germany. One of his claims to fame is that he did a lap of Australia on a BMW motor bike in three weeks in the 1960s when most of the roads in the north and west were dirt. On the day I took those shots (with a Kodak 5MP P&S) he took us for a fang around the local hills. From Rosebud up around Arthurs Seat and back via Arthurs Seat Road - it's a steep descent with many U turns - locals will understand. I could feel the back trying to break free. We were overtaken on a straight stretch of road by what I think was a 1930s Bentley. I could hear the supercharger as it went past. A car porn day
Originally posted by grhazelton My first car? A '65 Corvair Monza convertible. Couldn't afford a Porsche, and the 'Vair had a better rear-suspension than the early Porsches. Now the 911 series would be a different matter, but I've never been able to afford one that wasn't a total rag.
My first car was a 1967 Olds Cutlass in 1973. I was so poor after I left Uni and got a job that I couldn't afford to buy a car. It was only when I was sent to work in Detroit and got a car purchase advance that I could afford to buy a car for around $700. I was earning around $3,500 p.a (my English pay) plus a fairly generous per diem, but the American guys I was supervising were earning between $13,000 and $15,000 and none of them had any interesting cars. Some of the internationals on the team got paid better than the UK team (me). The Dutch guy bought a new Firebird Formula 400 with the ride and handling package. He would have gone for a 350, but couldn't get a manual unless he went up to 400. The Chilean guy bought a 1968 Camaro convertible with side pipes and go-faster stripes. The South African guy, who had been there for a year or so and was on an American salary, had worked out how the credit rating system worked and had a brand new V12 E-Type Jaguar. He still had the Jag when he taught a class on communications protocols (point-to-point, etc.) in Switzerland a year later. Must have been a good investment.
Ah. The dreams of cars gone by. I think we only remember the good stuff. I can barely remember the time when my 1989 Saab 900 Aero / SPG broke a gearbox shaft the day before an Easter long weekend. I only had first and second. The repair cost around $2,500. I can remember where I was, but I haven't given it any thought for many years. The positive memories are much stronger,
Richard.