By naterisch
08/26/2014
His name is Barry White, and I love him. Not typical words you’d hear from a former punk rocker. Strange things happen to me, as you might have gathered from reading some of my columns or my blog, but this has to be about the strangest thing yet—in my automotive history, at least.
By naterisch
08/25/2014
When I die, if I am known for anything, it may be for Siegel’s Seven-Car Rule. This is the aphorism that states that every car guy needs seven cars, and lays to waste any argument to the contrary by rationally enumerating them:
By naterisch
08/19/2014
When mid-August rolls around, some people will do anything to travel vast distances and rack up big credit-card debt in order to sit in long lines of traffic populated by the most beautiful automotive exotica you’ll never see anywhere else but here in this space and time—Monterey Classic Car Week. This past week the automotive world descended on California’s beautiful Monterey Peninsula for this annual homage to automobilia. 
By naterisch
08/19/2014
In my book, Memoirs of a Hack Mechanic, I talk at length about risk and reward, and about the short ads for vintage cars that appear on eBay and Craigslist. You know the one: there are four bad cell-phone pics and a three-line description that doesn’t mention the word “rust.” It’s enough to drive you crazy.
By naterisch
08/12/2014
Every BMW owner reading this is an excellent driver, one who never races recklessly through traffic or cuts off other drivers or steals parking spaces for which other drivers are waiting or blows past pedestrians in crosswalks. I don’t do any of that stuff—at least when I’m not on a rally—and I’m sure none of you do, either.

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