Back in Ye Olde Days of Jalopnicke, editor Murilee Martin—bless our Saucy Minx—had a feature called Down On The Street. One day, he featured a Volkswagen 411, or Type 4 in aircooled-ese. We’re racing that exact car this weekend, and I’ve called dibs on towing it home. Now it’s sinking in: oh no, what have I done?
Last week I was in Barcelona thanks to Volvo, who wanted me to devalue some of their first production XC60s by driving them. I was happy to oblige, and even happier to scrutinize, in conversation-killing detail, the cars of Barcelona’s lovely streets. The big surprise? I saw a lot of cool vans. Come on, join me on…
First, let me just say that the town of Guildford here in Surrey, part of the Greater London Built-Up Areas, is lovely and charming. But I have to admit, after a little bit of auto-snooping around, I’m saddened and confused because the car-scape of this place is so aggressively, relentlessly boring. I’ll back this up…
I’m here in the home of Volvo, Göteborg, Sweden, to find out what the hell the big secret is behind that new global car brand, Lynk&Co. I did make a bit of time today to do my usual new-city routine: wander around, get very lost, pee on something, sob, and see what the carscape of this lovely old city is like. Mostly,…
I was just in Iceland, driving the new Land Rover Discovery, a Lada Niva, and meeting with an incredible group of gearheads — all of which you'll hear more about soon. Much more. But for now, let me just show you a little glimpse of the very bizarre and brutal car landscape of Iceland. Also, they have a penis museum.
When this van's a rockin', don't come a knockin'. Spotted Down On The Street in Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany.
I was just in Tokyo on Important Jalopnik Business, and, as always, I was thinking about you, my readers. Aside from writing "Mrs. Jason Jalopnikreaders" over and over again on my notebook, I made a point to take a stroll through Tokyo so I could give you a glimpse of the very unique carscape of this huge, dense city.
Mark Shoff's turned the streets of Covina, California into a giant car show for his massive collection of mostly junky beaters. Neighbors don't want to live in a giant junkyard, but Shoff's found loopholes in the parking laws.
Welcome to Down On The Mile High Street, where we admire old vehicles found parked on the streets of the City That Rust Sorta Ignored: Denver, Colorado. It's too bad the Mercury brand is going away- no future Breezeways!
Welcome to Down On The Mile High Street, where we admire old vehicles on the streets of the City That Rust Sorta Ignored: Denver, Colorado. I'm not even going to try to guess the model year on this thing!
Welcome to Down On The Mile High Street, where we admire old vehicles found parked on the streets of the City That Rust Sorta Ignored: Denver, Colorado. Here's a very clean Spider Veloce, fresh from California.
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.
Welcome to Down On The Street, where we admire old vehicles found parked on the streets of the Island That Rust Forgot: Alameda, California. What are the odds that two '79 Corvettes would live a mere two blocks apart?