The year is 1973, the place is Budapest, the man in power in Moscow is Leonid Brezhnev, and the car casually parked on the street is a white Chevrolet Corvette C3 showing googly eyes and the stripes of freedom.
You know the feeling when you got a really nice car in GTA, you try not to wreck it but it’s impossible not to in heavy traffic? For ambulance drivers in Budapest, speeding is a must, but crashing isn’t an option.
Hungary is home to just 10 million people, but the Jalopnik car density scale is off the charts. So what does it look like when the country’s classic car enthusiasts descend on one spot? This. And it is magical.
Hitting one deer is really, really bad. Hell, even seeing one or two just hanging out on a road is sort of scary. But seeing a huge, multitudinous herd blocking all movement, like this one in Hungary? That's just surreal.
The first Lamborghini Huracan crash happened in Hungary last September. Now there's video showing how it went down, recorded by the passenger with a mobile phone and released by the police.
Hungary probably has the biggest and most loyal Lada community in the world, and somehow, I managed to miss their biggest party this year. I'm an idiot.
I read Matt's kind words yesterday about Eastern-European car enthusiasts and thought I should explain to you what makes it great over here. Apart from these people being just the best, of course.
Here's the official Hungarian car catalogue from 1974 issued by the state-owned Merkur Company, your one and only choice. If anything, it proves that when the Russians take over your country, you're screwed.
Hungary has given the world many wonderful things, but perhaps the most wonderufl Hungarian thing of all is this 400 horsepower Audi V8-powered go kart, driven by a mulleted man in boxers and sandals.
You wouldn't expect McLaren's hybrid supercar to turn up in a small town in Hungary, but it just did!
How would you impress a man used to the endless vistas of Texas and, er, Virginia, if he were to show up in Hungary in desperate need of a drive? A loopy French executive hatchback on greater Budapest’s best driving road may not be the worst place to start.
A couple of car enthusiasts got together in Budapest and wondered how they could get more people to show up at their drift events. "I know!" said one, "We'll block off traffic on a major throughway and drift around a roundabout for a while!"
There's more to driving than tire-shredding hoonage. Beautiful roads and a free afternoon are all you need for a perfect drive. Having a first-gen Toyota MR2 and some of the finest driving roads in Hungary at your disposal doesn't hurt either.
Think cars and waiting lists and what comes to mind is the months ticking away after the down payment on a 458 Italia—or Horacio Pagani’s little black book. But for communist Eastern Europe’s motoring not-quite-masses, waiting list meant waiting and waiting for your apportioned Trabi. And waiting. But if you didn’t…
While the vernal equinox may mean little more than single-digit temperatures in Siberia’s cold forests, it’s the end of logging operations in Europe. Before the fast, violent, dexterous heavy equipment is packed away for another year, we went to see some heavy-duty logging in action.
This is a story of old ships, childhood summers, inline-8 diesels and a four-letter word. This is the story of the 52-year-old M/S Amur, a vaguely abandoned 282-ft passenger riverboat. Without this rusty old Danube cruiser, I would not be here.
Eastern Europe has been under a Siberian spell for a week or so, prompting the owner of a Hummer H2 to test the six inches of ice on Hungary’s Lake Balaton for some Siberian-style winter driving. What he apparently forgot was that a few days of 10-degree weather does not magically turn Lake Balaton into Lake Baikal.
We don't know how the smaller, older tractor got stuck in that ditch pulling that heavy trailer, but we do know that the larger, newer tractor did just about everything wrong to pull it free. Listen to that metal tear!