“As far as relationships go, Scientology and racing seemed meant for each other.” If you haven’t read Marshall Pruett’s epic, bonkers Road & Track story about Scientology-sponsored race cars in the 1980s, set aside some time to do it.
We’re a little more than a month from the 100th running of the Indianapolis 500, and ahead of the big race, ex-Jalop current Road & Track editor Sam Smith drove five amazing vintage cars at the famed speedway. You should read his story, it’s full of great words and great photos.
We don’t do this very often. Opening up Our Modest Car Collection to yahoos off the street, even if they’ve put on a faded Banana Republic polo and clutching a cheap notebook in some pitiful mockery of journalism, is a blessedly rare occurrence. But today, you, my friend, you are in for a treat! Because behind these…
I was flipping through a February 1969 copy of Road & Track (my antifreeze colonic lady really needs to update her waiting room magazines) when I happened to see this remarkable chance pairing of advertisements:
Who wants to show up at the autocross in yet another boring, predictable Miata? It’s the safe, expected choice. But there’s another early-’90s platform that’s perfect for the autocross and the canyon road. We’re talking, of course, about the Jeep Cherokee-based Comanche pickup truck.
“I’ve often thought that if cars had just been invented yesterday, and the inventor proposed that they should travel at 55-65 mph in opposite directions on 24-foot-wide roads [...] we would judge that inventor insane.” Thus wrote Peter Egan, in a somber 1998 column you simply must read.
Internet showoffs make it seem like you need a dedicated track car to have fun on open lapping days. They’re dead wrong—as this high schooler showed us by bringing his family’s Chrysler 200 to a track day at Mid-Ohio. And he had an absolute blast.
Icon 4x4 builds Frankenstein vehicles—off-road trucks that meld modern mechanicals with vintage bodywork to create jaw-dropping machines. As founder Jonathan Ward showed off two of his creations to us, it became clear: These aren’t just hot-rods; they’re architecture, fashion, and industrial design rolled into…
In 1963, Jaguar planned to build 18 E-Type Lightweight racing coupes, with aluminum bodies and ripping D-Type racing engines. Only 12 were assembled. 50 years later, Jaguar set out to build the rest. And Road & Track got to slip behind the wheel.
Road & Track’s Performance Car of the Year test sounds like every gearhead’s dream. But nobody dreams of being stranded on the side of an abandoned country road with a tire pushed off its rim in a car that carries no spare and no tools.
A sports car on an open road is a great place to do some thinking. This is a truth every gearhead can confirm. So when Benjamin Preston wanted to get to the heart of the American sports car—its past and its future—he couldn’t have picked a better thinking chamber than the 2015 Corvette Stingray.
It’s probably been a good decade since you saw a Chevy Lumina moving under its own power. But there was a time, a glorious time, when the Lumina was the crown prince of 1990s rental car fleets. And that GM front-driver made vacationing Midwesterners go absolutely berserk.
Back in the March, 1998 issue of Road & Track, the ever-influential Peter Egan presented a quiz called “Does Your Car Have Character?” A lot has changed since 1998, so Jack Baruth updated the quiz for modern motorheads. Here’s the definitive answer, for 2015, as to whether your daily driver has street cred.
“There’s a deal you make, and it’s that you can get killed.” That’s how Robin Miller, a veteran of racing who’s covered IndyCar for 47 years, described it to Marshall Pruett in Road & Track.
The days are getting shorter. The air will be a little crisper soon, if you live in a place in which this happens. There are hearty souls who will fetch the groceries in a blizzard in their Fiat 124s, but most of us start pickling our toys when the leaves turn. That’s not the way it has to be, says Peter Egan. Grab a…
“Yours truly, the car medic who can detect a pulse when all others see only bleached bones with arrows through an empty rib cage out on the lonely prairie.” That’s how Peter Egan describes himself in this Side Glances column, “Girding Oneself for Battle With the Restorable Car.”
This isn’t as easy to answer as you might think. Paper comparisons are one thing: laps turned in anger, with a stopwatch, are another thing entirely. It takes a motorsports expert and a lot of happy coincidences to draw any sort of conclusions worth hanging your helmet on. Luckily, we know a guy.
Patrick Bedard, golden-age automotive journalist, perhaps put it best: Those left-lane hogs puttering along in the left lane, well below the speed limit, backing up traffic for miles behind them? They’re members of “The Anti-Destination League.” And they have an uncanny love for cute-ute crossovers.