Watching tuned high horsepower cars face off at the drag strip is, at least in our opinion, pure and simple car porn at its best.

We might not have gotten the Pontiac G8 sport truck here in the states, but Australia has had the HSV Maloo it would have been based on for decades.

A few years after the war the streets and sidewalks were lined with Crosleys, at least they were outside Mack Motors. The Rochester, NY dealership seen here specialized in the tiny American cars and evidently carried an inventory large enough to line the sidewalks and the street with Crosleys. I'll take two.

Going through some old photos, I've discovered a couple of shots of my sisters posing with the Martin Family Motor Pool, circa 1976. Yes, you could still get 620 roll film as late as the Gerald Ford Era!

Back when I was more serious about photography (i.e., when I thought it was cool to huff Dektol fumes in a darkened closet), I would reload disposable 35mm cameras with Tri-X 400 black-and-white film and shoot images like this.

Once again, English Russia comes through with a great car photo.

When life gives you a rented Mercury Grand Marquis, you might as well take it out for a few rainy laps at Stafford Motor Speedway!

The Plymouth Superbird was just a Belvedere with a big wing, right? Right!

You think those Yurpeans could ever in a million years create a Royale Brougham? Hell no!

At the 1979 Dutch Grand Prix, Ferrari hotshot Gilles Villeneuve drove what must simultaneously be the most hilarious and most heroic lap of Formula One history. It all began with a rear tire puncture.