By naterisch
03/18/2017
Having spent a week in an unfamiliar garage in an unfamiliar city resurrecting Louie, the decade-dead 1972 2002tii that I’d bought sight-unseen, plus three whirlwind days successfully piloting him home, I settled back in at my house in Newton, Massachusetts.
By naterisch
03/11/2017
Don’t you love traveling by commercial airlines? Yeah, me neither. It’s not that I don’t like flying; in fact, I’m a pilot. I love flying—when I’m at the controls. But riding in a big aluminum tube, breathing other’s people’s exhaust fumes, is not my idea of fun. 
By naterisch
03/11/2017
Last week I detailed the steps in resurrecting Louie, the decade-dead 1972 2002tii I’d bought sight-unseen in Louisville and was attempting to rapidly revive and road-trip home.
By naterisch
03/05/2017
I realize that many of my friends are still snowbound, and I’m beginning to think that they’re the lucky ones, because those of us who live in milder climes are already leaning into spring—and spring means showing off your car.
By naterisch
03/05/2017
In last week’s column, I’d had Louie, the decade-dormant 1972 2002tii that I bought sight-unseen for short money, towed from the seller’s house in New Albany, Indiana, to Jake Metz’s 60-by-40-foot pole barn in Louisville. Jake and I communicated via Facetime while he conducted a real-time video inspection of the car.

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